All Men's Faces Are True, Whatsome'er Their

Withal I Did Infer Your Lineaments, Being The Right Idea Of Your Father, Both In Your Form And Nobleness Of Mind; Laid Open All Your Victories In Scotland, Your Discipline In War, Wisdom In Peace, Your Bounty, Virtue, Fair Humility; Indeed, Left Nothing Fitting For Your Purpose Untouch'd Or Slightly Handled In Discourse.

Wish Chastely, And Love Dearly.

In Persons Grafted In A Serious Trust, Negligence Is A Crime.

Bear With My Weakness. My Old Brain Is Troubled. Be Not Disturbed With My Infirmity.

The Worm Is Not To Be Trusted.