Sufferance Is The Badge Of All Our

Give Obedience Where 'tis Truly Owed.

The Devil Hath Power To Assume A Pleasing Shape.

But As The Unthought-on Accident Is Guilty To What We Wildly Do, So We Profess Ourselves To Be The Slaves Of Chance, And Flies Of Every Wind That Blows.

Spirits Are Not Finely Touched But To Fine Issues, Nor Nature Never Lends The Smallest Scruple Of Her Excellence But Like A Thrifty Goddess She Determines Herself The Glory Of A Creditor,both Thanks And Use.

Some There Be That Shadows Kiss; Such Have But A Shadow's Bliss.