Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.
Love without end, hath no end, says the Spaniard: (meaning, if it were not begun on particular ends, it would last).
All the Armes of England will not arme feare.
When children stand quiet, they have done some ill.
Wee leave more to do when wee dye, then wee have done.
After so many deaths I live and write.