The World Is A Great Volume, And

I Observe The Physician With The Same Diligence As The Disease.

Death Be Not Proud, Though Some Have Called Thee Mighty And Dreadful, For Thou Art Not So. For, Those, Whom Thou Think'st Thou Dost Overthrow. Die Not, Poor Death, Nor Yet Canst Thou Kill Me.

To Be No Part Of Any Body, Is To Be Nothing.

I Have Done One Braver Thing Than All The Worthies Did, And Yet A Braver Thence Doth Spring, Which Is, To Keep That Hid.

I Count All That Part Of My Life Lost Which I Spent Not In Communion With God, Or In Doing Good.