He Is At No End Of His

Let No Man Value At A Little Price A Virtuous Woman's Counsel; Her Winged Spirit Is Feathered Often Times With Heavenly Words, And, Like Her Beauty, Ravishing And Pure.

An Ill Weed Grows Apace.

Love Is Natures Second Sun.

The Incompetent Quickly Throws Himself Into Another Impressive Enterprise In Order To Escape His Responsibility From Previous Disaster.

Perfect Happiness, By Princes Sought, Is Not With Birth Born, Nor Exchequers Bought.