Wisely, I Say, I Am A Bachelor.

Honour Travels In A Strait So Narrow Where One But Goes Abreast.

A Friend Should Bear His Friend's Infirmities.

Live How We Can, Yet Die We Must.

O Heaven! That One Might Read The Book Of Fate, And See The Revolution Of The Times.

O Heresy In Fair, Fit For These Days, A Giving Hand, Though Foul, Shall Have Fair Praise.