Virtue Were A Kind Of Misery If

He That, When He Should Not, Spends Too Much, Shall, When He Would Not, Have Too Little To Spend.

It Is Much Safer To Reconcile An Enemy Than To Conquer Him; Victory May Deprive Him Of His Poison, But Reconciliation Of His Will.

It Is To Be Doubted Whether He Will Ever Find The Way To Heaven Who Desires To Go Thither Alone.

If Ever I Should Affect Injustice, It Would Be In This, That I Might Do Courtesies And Receive None.

When I But Hear Her Sing, I Fare Like One That Raised, Holds His Ear To Some Bright Star In The Supremest Round; Through Which, Besides The Light That's Seen There May Be Heard, From Heaven Within, The Rests Of Anthems, That The Angels Sound.