I Will Make A Star-chamber Matter Of

But Most It Is Presumption In Us When The Help Of Heaven We Count The Act Of Men.

Tremble, Thou Wretch, That Hast Within Thee Undivulged Crimes Unwhipped Of Justice.

Pause Awhile, And Let My Counsel Sway You.

Well, I'll Repent, And That Suddenly, While I Am In Some Liking; I Shall Be Out Of Heart Shortly, And Then I Shall Have No Strength To Repent.

It Is A Wise Father That Knows His Own Child.