Sleep With Clean Hands, Either Kept Clean

How Many Times Go We To Comedies, To Masques, To Places Of Great And Noble Resort, Nay Even To Church Only To See The Company.

Love Was As Subtly Caught, As A Disease; But Being Got It Is A Treasure Sweet, Which To Defend Is Harder Than To Get: And Ought Not Be Profaned On Either Part, For Though 'tis Got By Chance, 'tis Kept By Art.

My Love Though Silly Is More Brave.

As He That Fears God Fears Nothing Else, So He That Sees God Sees Everything Else.

Kind Pity Chokes My Spleen.