Free From Gross Passion Or Of Mirth

The Icy Precepts Of Respect.

Is It Possible That Love Should Of A Sudden Take Such A Hold?

What A Pretty Thing Man Is When He Goes In His Doublet And Hose And Leaves Off His Wit!

I Praise God For You, Sir: Your Reasons At Dinner Have Been Sharp And Sententious; Pleasant Without Scurrility, Witty Without Affectation, Audacious Without Impudency, Learned Without Opinion, And Strange With-out Heresy.

And By That Destiny To Perform An Act Whereof What's Past Is Prologue, What To Come In Yours And My Discharge.