If I Lose At Play, I Blaspheme;

I Sing The Progress Of A Deathless Soul.

Death, Thou Shalt Die.

No Man Is An Island Unto Himself.

Great Sins Are Great Possessions; But Levities And Vanities Possess Us Too; And Men Had Rather Part With Christ Than With Any Possession.

I Have Done One Braver Thing Than All The Worthies Did, And Yet A Braver Thence Doth Spring, Which Is, To Keep That Hid.