Be Of Good Cheer, For You Will

I Plucke Up The Goodlie Greene Herbes Of Sentences By Pruning, Eat Them By Reading, Chawe Them By Musing, And Laie Them Up At Length In The Hie Seate Of Memorie By Gathering Them Together; That I, Having Tasted The Sweetenes, L May The Lesse Perceave The Bitternes Of This Miserable Life.

If Thy Heart Fails Thee, Climb Not At All.

Those Who Appear The Most Sanctified Are The Worst

It Is A Natural Virtue Incident To Our Sex To Be Pitiful Of Those That Are Afflicted.

There Is An Italian Proverb Which Saith, From My Enemy Let Me Defend Myself; But From A Pretensed Friend Lord Deliver Me