More Childish Valorous Than Manly Wise.

Time Doth Run With Calm And Silent Foot, Shortening My Days And Thread Of Vital Life.

All Places Shall Be Hell That Are Not Heaven.

Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I Am Asham'd, However That I Seem, To Think A Word Of Such Simple Sound, Of Such Great Matter Should Be Made The Ground.

Confess And Be Hanged.

Love Me Little, Love Me Long.