Devils Soonest Tempt, Resembling Spirits Of Light.

Good Wombs Have Borne Bad Sons." -- (miranda, I:2)

The Sweets We Wish For, Turn To Loathed Sours, Even In The Moment That We Call Them Ours.

These Cardinals Trifle With Me; I Abhor; This Dilatory Sloth And Tricks Of Rome.

All Is Well Ended, If The Suit Be Won.

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.