Now, God Be Praised, That To Believing

The Leopard Does Not Change His Spots.

Though I Look Old, Yet I Am Strong And Lusty; For In My Youth I Never Did Apply Hot And Rebellious Liquors In My Blood; And Did Not, With Unbashful Forehead, Woo The Means Of Weakness And Debility: Therefore My Age Is As A Lusty Winter, Frosty But Kindly.

The Blood Of Youth Burns Not With Such Excess As Gravity's Revolt To Wantonness.

In Brief, Sir, Study What You Most Affect.

See, What A Ready Tongue Suspicion Hath! He That But Fears The Thing He Would Not Know, Hath, By Instinct, Knowledge From Others' Eyes, That What He Feared Is Chanced.