A Wise Man Needes Not Blush For

Assaile Who Will, The Valiant Attends.

The Vertue Of A Coward Is Suspition.

I Read, And Sigh, And Wish I Were A Tree; For Sure Then I Should Grow To Fruit Or Shade: At Least Some Bird Would Trust Her Household To Me, And I Should Be Just.

You Must Strike In Measure, When There Are Many To Strike On One Anvile.

Hee That Is A Master Must Serve (another).