Much More May A Judge Overweigh Himself

My Thoughts, Imprisoned In My Secret Woes, With Flamy Breaths Do Issue Oft In Sound.

A Noble Heart, Like The Sun, Showeth Its Greatest Countenance In Its Lowest Estate.

O Sweet Woods, The Delight Of Solitariness!

The Tip No Jewel Needs To Wear: The Tip Is Jewel Of The Ear.

It Is A Great Happiness To Be Praised Of Them That Are Most Praise-worthy.