Farewell, Good Salisbury, And Good Luck Go

Small Things Make Base Men Proud.

But Fish Not With This Melancholy Bait For This Fool Gudgeon, This Opinion.

My Joy Is Death- Death, At Whose Name I Oft Have Been Afeard, Because I Wish'd This World's Eternity.

I...kisss The Tender Inward Of Thy Hand.

The Law Hath Not Been Dead, Though It Hath Slept.