Reason Is Our Soul's Left Hand, Faith

More Than Kisses, Letters Mingle Souls.

It Is Too Little To Call Man A Little World; Except God, Man Is A Diminutive To Nothing.

As Soon As There Was Two There Was Pride.

If Every Gnat That Flies Were An Archangel, All That Could But Tell Me That There Is A God; And The Poorest Worm That Creeps Tells Me That.

Verse Hath A Middle Nature: Heaven Keeps Souls, The Grave Keeps Bodies, Verse The Fame Enrols.