To Some Kind Of Men Their Graces

A Harmless Necessary Cat.

I Dare Do All That May Become A Man; Who Dares Do More, Is None

Thou Art A Slave, Whom Fortune's Tender Arm With Favour Never Clasp'd; But Bred A Dog.

Love Moderately; Long Love Doth So; Too Swift Arrives As Tardy As Too Slow.

Let Me Not Live, After My Flame Lacks Oil, To Be The Snuff Of Younger Spirits.