I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold or all the riches that the East doth hold.

Some laborers have hard hands, and old sinners have brawny consciences.

To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings/Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun/For my mean Pen are too superior things.

My hope and treasure lies above

I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold or all the riches that the East doth hold.

Iron till it be thoroughly heated is incapable to be wrought; so God sees good to cast some men into the furnace of affliction, and then beats them on His anvil into what frame He desires.

Authority without wisdom is like a heavy ax without an edge -- fitter to bruise than polish.