Obedience To Truth Known, Is The King's

Poor Thieves In Halters We Behold; And Great Thieves In Their Chains Of Gold.

Lust Is A Sharp Spur To Vice, Which Always Putteth The Affections Into A False Gallop.

Luxury Is An Enticing Pleasure, A Bastard Mirth, Which Hath Honey In Her Mouth, Gall In Her Heart, And A Sting In Her Tail.

Thy Pride Is But The Prologue Of Thy Shame; Where Vain-glory Commands, There Folly Counsels; Where Pride Rides, There Shame Lackeys.

Death Aims With Fouler Spiteat Fairer Marks.