Our Whole Life Is Like A Play.

Tis No Sin Love's Fruits To Steal; But The Sweet Thefts To Reveal; To Be Taken, To Be Seen, These Have Crimes Accounted Been.

Cut Men's Throats With Whisperings.

If Men Will Impartially, And Not Asquint, Look Toward The Offices And Function Of A Poet, They Will Easily Conclude To Themselves The Impossibility Of Any Man's Being A Good Poet Without First Being A Good Man.

... The Best Pilots Have Need Of Mariners, Besides Sails, Anchor And Other Tackle.

A Good Life Is A Main Argument.