I Have Not Slept One Wink.

To Persevere In Obstinate Condolement Is A Course Of Impious Stubbornness: 'tis Unmanly Grief.

A Very Scurvy Fellow.

For It Falls Out That What We Have We Prize Not To The Worth Whiles We Enjoy It, But Being Lacked And Lost, Why, Then We Rack The Value, Then We Find The Virtue That Possession Would Not Show Us While It Was Ours.

They Have Been Grand-jurymen Since Before Noah Was A Sailor

Heaven Is Above All Yet; There Sits A Judge, That No King Can Corrupt.