If Thy Heart Fails Thee, Climb Not

[when Opposed By Leaders Of Her Council:] I Will Make You Shorter By The Head!

Chastity Is The Ermine Of Woman's Soul.

I Pluck Up The Good Lissome Herbs Of Sentences By Pruning, Eat Them By Reading, Digest Them By Musing, And Lay Them Up At Length In The High Seat Of Memory.

As For Me, I See No Such Great Cause Why I Should Either Be Fond To Live Or Fear To Die. I Have Had Good Experience Of This World, And I Know What It Is To Be A Subject And What To Be A Sovereign. Good Neighbours I Have Had, And I Have Met With Bad: And In Trust I Have Found Treason.

Much Suspected By Me, Nothing Proved Can Be