Highly Fed And Lowly Taught.

You Cannot Make Gross Sins Look Clear: To Revenge Is No Valour, But To Bear.

Bait The Hook Well. This Fish Will Bite.

Nothing Can Come Of Nothing.

Love Is My Sin, And Thy Dear Virtue Hate, Hate Of My Sin, Grounded On Sinful Loving.

Enough No More; Tis Not So Sweet Now As It Was Before.