Stars, Hide Your Fires; Let Not Light

Don't Judge A Man's Conscience By Looking At His Face Cause He May Have A Bad Heart.

Where I Could Not Be Honest, I Never Yet Was Valiant.

Tongues I'll Hang On Every Tree That Shall Civil Sayings Show. . . .

I Have A Kind Soul That Would Give You Thanks. And Knows Not How To Do It But With Tears.

Do Not Banish Reason For Inequality; But Let Your Reason Serve To Make The Truth Appear Where It Seems Hid, And Hide The False Seems True.