Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
To roam Giddily, and be everywhere but at home, Such freedom doth a banishment become.
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.