Sin Is The Mother, And Shame The

With A Tale, Forsooth, He Cometh Unto You; With A Tale Which Holdeth Children From Play, And Old Men From The Chimney Corner.

Vice Is But A Nurse Of Agonies.

There Is Nothing Evil But What Is Within Us; The Rest Is Either Natural Or Accidental.

When It Shall Please God To Bring Thee To Man's Estate, Use Great Providence And Circumspection In Choosing Thy Wife. For From Thence Will Spring All Thy Future Good Or Evil; And It Is An Action Of Life, Like Unto A Stratagem Of War; Wherein A Man Can Err But Once!

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