Faults That Are Rich Are Fair.

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.

Now The Good Gods Forbid That Our Renowned Rome, Whose Gratitude Towards Her Deserved Children Is Enrolled In Jove's Own Book, Like An Unnatural Dam Should Now Eat Up Her Own!

The Whirligig Of Time Brings In His Revenges.

This Liberty Is All That I Request.

What Else May Hap, To Time I Will Commit.