Were I Not A King, I Would

If You Aim At A Scottish Presbytery, It Agreeth As Well With Monarchy, As God And The Devil. ... No Bishop, No King! I Will Make Them Conform Themselves, Or Else I Will Harry Them Out Of The Land, Or Else Do Worse.

Smoke.. Makes A Kitchen Also Oftentimes In The Inward Parts Of Men, Soiling And Infecting Them, With An Unctuous And Oily Kinde Of Soote As Hath Been Found In Some Great Tobacco Takers, That After Their Death Were Opened.

A Custom Loathsome To The Eye, Hateful To The Nose, Harmful To The Brain, Dangerous To The Lungs, And In The Black, Stinking Fume Thereof Nearest Resembling The Horrible Stygian Smoke Of The Pit That Is Bottomless.

It Is Atheism And Blasphemy To Dispute What God Can Do: Good Christians Content Themselves With His Will Revealed In His Word.

If I Were Not A King, I Would Be A University Man; And If It Were So That I Must Be A Prisoner, If I Might Have My Wish, I Would Desire To Have No Other Prison Than That Library [the Bodleian].