Things Well Fitted Abide.

My House, My House, Though Thou Art Small, Thou Art To Me The Escurial.

Enrich My Heart, Mouth, Hands In Me, With Faith, With Hope, With Charity, That I May Run, Rise, Rest With Thee.

Of Him That Speakes Ill, Consider The Life More Then The Word. [of Him That Speaks Ill, Consider The Life More Than The Word.]

Spies Are The Ears And Eyes Of Princes.

Men Speake Of The Faire, As Things Went With Them There.