I'll Forbear; And Am Fallen Out With

I Have Heard Of Some Kind Of Men That Put Quarrels Purposely On Others, To Taste Their Valor.

By-and-by Is Easily Said.

A Devil, A Born Devil On Whose Nature, Nurture Can Never Stick, On Whom My Pain, Humanly Taken, All Lost, Quite Lost.

To Whom God Will, There Be The Victory.

But Virtue Never Will Be Mov'd, Though Lewdness Court It In A Shape Of Heaven.