God Defend The Right.

But I Remember Now I Am In This Earthly World, Where To Do Harm Is Often Laudable, To Do Good Sometime Accounted Dangerous Folly.

I Have Thought Some Of Nature's Journeymen Had Made Men And Not Made Them Well, They Imitated Humanity So Abominably.

Let Me Not Live, After My Flame Lacks Oil, To Be The Snuff Of Younger Spirits.

Some Grief Shows Much Of Love, But Much Of Grief Shows Still Some Want Of Wit.

The World Is Grown So Bad, That Wrens Make Prey Where Eagles Dare Not Perch.