Lord, what music hast thou provided for Thy saints in heaven, when Thou affordest bad men such music on earth!

Blessings we enjoy daily, and for the most of them, because they be so common, men forget to pay their praises. [and miss much of their benefits from grateful appreciation]

A companion that feasts the company with and mirth, and leaves out the sin which is usually mixed with them, he is the man; and let me tell you, good company and good discourse are the very sinews of virtue.

There is a wheel within a wheel; a secret sacred wheel of Providence (most visible in marriages), guided by His hand that allows not the race to the swift nor bread to the wise, nor good wives to good men: and He that can bring good out of evil (for mortals are blind to this reason) only knows why this blessing was denied to patient Job, to meek Moses, and to our as meek and patient Mr Hooker.

God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.

Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good.

Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art.