Mercy Turns Her Back To The Unmerciful.

Shine Son Of Glory, And My Sinnes Are Gonelike Twinkling Starres Before The Rising Sunne.

In The Commission Of Evil, Fear No Man So Much As Thyself; Another Is But One Witness Against Thee, Thou Art A Thousand; Another Thou Mayest Avoid, Thyself Thou Canst Not. Wickedness Is Its Own Punishment.

False World, Thou Ly'st: Thou Canst Not Lend The Least Delight: Thy Favours Cannot Gain A Friend, They Are So Slight.

Reason Can Discover Things Only Near,--sees Nothing That's Above Her.

Things Temporal Are Sweeter In The Expectation, Things Eternal Are Sweeter In The Fruition; The First Shames Thy Hope, The Second Crowns It; It Is A Vain Journey, Whose End Affords Less Pleasure Than The Way.