Scoffing Cometh Not Of Wisdom.

Our Poor Eyes Were So Enriched As To Behold, And Our Low Hearts So Exalted As To Love, A Maid Who Is Such, That As The Greatest Thing The World Can Show Is Her Beauty, So The Least Thing That May Be Praised In Her Is Her Beauty.

Vice Is But A Nurse Of Agonies.

A Just Cause And A Zealous Defender Make An Imperious Resolution Cut Off The Tediousness Of Cautious Discussions.

In The Truly Great, Virtue Governs With The Sceptre Of Knowledge.

The Lightsome Countenance Of A Friend Giveth Such An Inward Decking To The House Where It Lodgeth, As Proudest Palaces Have Cause To Envy The Gilding.