Who Falls For Love Of God, Shall

No Glass Renders A Man's Form Or Likeness So True As His Speech.

A Good Poet's Made As Well As Born.

I Am Beholden To Calumny, That She Hath So Endeavored To Belie Me.-it Shall Make Me Set A Surer Guard On Myself, And Keep A Better Watch Upon My Actions.

There Is No Bounty To Be Showed To Such As Have Real Goodness: Bounty Is A Spice Of Virtue; And What Virtuous Act Can Take Effect On Them That Have No Power Of Equal Habitude To Apprehend It?

And Where She Went, The Flowers Took Thickest Root, As She Had Sow'd Them With Her Odorous Foot.