Scoffing Cometh Not Of Wisdom.

It Is Not Good To Wake A Sleeping Lion.

My True-love Hath My Heart, And I Have His, By Just Exchange, One For The Other Given; I Hold His Dear, And Mine He Cannot Miss, There Never Was A Better Bargain Driven.

There Is Nothing Evil But What Is Within Us; The Rest Is Either Natural Or Accidental.

What Is Birth To A Man If It Shall Be A Stain To His Dead Ancestors To Have Left Such An Offspring?

A Brave Captain Is As A Root, Out Of Which, As Branches, The Courage Of His Soldiers Doth Spring.