Man And Wife Make One Fool.

In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See; And In Short Measures, Life May Perfect Be.

To Speak And To Speak Well Are Two Things. A Fool May Talk, But A Wise Man Speaks.

Doing, A Filthy Pleasure Is, And Short; And Done, We Straight Repent Us Of The Sport: Let Us Not Rush Blindly On Unto It, Like Lustful Beasts, That Only Know To Do It: For Lust Will Languish, And That Heat Decay, But Thus, Thus, Keeping Endless Holy-.

They, Who Know No Evil, Will Suspect None.

Thy Praise Or Dispraise Is To Me Alike; One Doth Not Stroke Me, Nor The Other Strike.