Who hath no faith to man, to God hath none.
Tis immortality to die aspiring, As if a man were taken quick to heaven.
Virtue is not malicious; wrong done her Is righted even when men grant they err.
Tis immortality to die aspiring.
Fortune, the great commandress of the world, Hath divers ways to advance her followers: To some she gives honor without deserving; To other some, deserving without honor; Some wit, some wealth,--and some, wit without wealth; Some wealth without wit; some nor wit nor wealth.
Let no man under value the price of a virtuous woman's counsel.