Fame Is No Plant That Grows On

This Horror Will Grow Mild, This Darkness Light; Besides What Hope The Never-ending Flight Of Future Days May Bring, What Chance, What Change Worth Waiting--since Our Present Lot Appears For Happy Though But Ill, For Ill Not Worst, If We Procure Not To Ourselves More Woe.

The Winds With Wonder Whist, Smoothly The Waters Kisst.

In God's Intention, A Meet And Happy Conversation Is The Chiefest And Noblest End Of Marriage.

Vain Wisdom All, And False Philosophy.

Antichrist Is Mammon's Son.