What E'er Thou Art, Act Well Thy

This Is No Time To Lend Money, Especially Upon Bare Friendship Without Security.

When Holy And Devout Religious Men Are At Their Beads, 'tis Hard To Draw Them Thence; So Sweet Is Zealous Contemplation.

My Pride Fell With My Fortunes.

To Gild Refined Gold, To Paint The Lily... Is Wasteful And Ridiculous Excess

How Many Things By Season Seasoned Are To Their Right Praise And True Perfection!