Love askes faith, and faith firmenesse.
God strikes with his finger, and not with all his arm.
The God of love my shepherd is, And he that doth me feed: While he is mine, and I am his, What can I want or need?
He that measures not himselfe, is measured.
There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could he find it.
Speake fitly, or be silent wisely.