I Throw Myself Down In My Chamber,

My World's Both Parts, And 'o! Both Parts Must Die.

At Most, The Greatest Persons Are But Great Wens, And Excrescences; Men Of Wit And Delightful Conversation, But As Morals For Ornament, Except They Be So Incorporated Into The Body Of The World That They Contribute Something To The Sustentation Of The Whole.

In Best Understandings, Sin Began, Angels Sinned First, Then Devils, And Then Man.

If Poisonous Minerals, And If That Tree, Whose Fruit Threw Death On Else Immortal Us, If Lecherous Goats, If Serpents Envious Cannot Be Damned; Alas; Why Should I Be?

Thy Face Is Mine Eye, And Mine Is Thine.