No, Not Jove Himselfe, At One Time,

A Spark Neglected Makes A Mighty Fire.

When A Daffadill I See, Hanging Down His Head Towards Me, Guess I May, What I Must Be: First, I Shall Decline My Head; Secondly, I Shall Be Dead: Lastly, Safely Buryed.

Love Is A Circle That Doth Restless Move In The Same Sweet Eternity Of Love.

Against Diseases Here The Strongest Fence Is The Defensive Vertue, Abstinence.

Twixt Kings And Tyrants There's This Difference Known; Kings Seek Their Subjects' Good: Tyrants Their Own.