For Grief Is Crowned With Consolation.

There Are Many Events In The Womb Of Time Which Will Be Delivered.

Who Can Control His Fate?

Is There No Pity Sitting In The Clouds, That Sees Into The Bottom Of My Grief?

Remuneration! O! That's The Latin Word For Three Farthings

Time Hath, My Lord, A Wallet At His Back Wherein He Puts Alms For Oblivion, A Great-sized Monster Of Ingratitudes: Those Scraps Are Good Deeds Past, Which Are Devour'd As Fast As They Are Made, Forgot As Soon As Done.