Religion Hides Many Mischiefs From Suspicion.

O Soul, Be Changed Into Little Waterdrops, / And Fall Into The Ocean, Ne'er Be Found!

Virtue Is The Fount Whence Honour Springs.

Above Our Life We Love A Steadfast Friend.

Fornication: But That Was In Another Country; And Besides, The Wench Is Dead.

Lone Women, Like To Empty Houses, Perish.