To Saucy Doubts And Fears.

Time's Glory Is To Command Contending Kings, To Unmask Falsehood, And Bring Truth To Light.

Every Why Hath A Wherefore.

It Easeth Some, Though None It Ever Cured, To Think Their Dolour Others Have Endured.

Obey Thy Parents, Keep Thy Word Justly; Swear Not; Commit Not With Man's Sworn Spouse; Set Not Thy Sweet Heart On Proud Array. * * * Keep Thy Foot Out Of Brothels, Thy Pen From Lenders' Books.

She Lov'd Me For The Dangers I Had Pass'd, And I Lov'd Her That She Did Pity Them