Dispute Not With Her: She Is Lunatic.

They Told Me I Was Everything. 'tis A Lie, I Am Not Ague-proof.

When Rich Villains Have Need Of Poor Ones, Poor Ones May Make What Price They Will

He That Has A House To Put's Head In Has A Good Head-piece.

I Will Through And Through Cleanse The Foul Body Of Th' Infected World, If They Will Patiently Receive My Medicine.

The Love Of Wicked Men Converts To Fear; That Fear To Hate, And Hate Turns One Or Both To Worthy Danger And Deserved Death.