A Good King Is A Public Servant.

How Ready Is Heaven To Those That Pray!

Poor Worms, They Hiss At Me, Whilst I At Home Can Be Contented To Applaud Myself, . . . With Joy To See How Plump My Bags Are And My Barns.

A Good Poet's Made As Well As Born.

The Soul Of Man Is Infinite In What It Covets.

Now We Are All Fallen, Youth From Their Fear, And Age From That Which Bred It, Good Example.