What Can Innocence Hope For, When Such

Thou Art Figured Blind, And Yet We Borrow Our Best Sight From Thee.

I Had Not To This Time Subsisted, But That I Was Supported By Your Frequent Courtesies And Favours.

He That Knows No Guilt Can Know No Fear.

Malice Scorned, Puts Out Itself; But Argued, Give A Kind Of Credit To A False Accusation.

For Any Man To Match Above His Rank Is But To Sell His Liberty.