It Is A Wise Mans Part, Rather

Rose! Thou Art The Sweetest Flower That Ever Drank The Amber Shower: Even The Gods, Who Walk The Sky, Are Amourous Of Thy Scented Sigh.

. . . The State Of Things And The Dispositions Of Men Were Then Such, That A Man Could Not Well Tell Whom He Might Trust Or Whom He Might Fear.

They Wonder Much To Hear That Gold, Which In Itself Is So Useless A Thing, Should Be Everywhere So Much Esteemed, That Even Men For Whom It Was Made, And By Whom It Has Its Value, Should Yet Be Thought Of Less Value Than It Is.

The Servant May Not Look To Be In Better Case Than His Master.

By Reason Of Gifts And Bribes The Offices Be Given To Rich Men, Which Should Rather Have Been Executed By Wise Men.