O You Virtuous Owle, The Wise Minerva's

Reason Cannot Show Itself More Reasonable Than To Cease Reasoning On Things Above Reason.

The Ingredients Of Health And Long Life, Are Great Temperance, Open Air, Easy Labor, And Little Care.

If Any Sensual Weakness Arise, We Are To Yield All Our Sound Forces To The Overthrowing Of So Unnatural A Rebellion; Wherein How Can We Want Courage, Since We Are To Deal Against So Feeble An Adversary, That In Itself Is Nothing But Weakness? Nay, We Are To Resolve That If Reason Direct It, We Must Do It, And If We Must Do It, We Will Do It; For To Say "i Cannot" Is Childish, And "i Will Not" Is Womanish.

There Is Little Hope Of Equity Where Rebellion Reigns.

To Be Rhymed To Death As Is Said To Be Done In Ireland.