If poisonous minerals, and if that tree, Whose fruit threw death on else immortal us, If lecherous goats, if serpents envious Cannot be damned; alas; why should I be?
Who knows his virtues name or place, hath none.
O how feeble is man's power, that if good fortune fall, cannot add another hour, nor a lost hour recall!
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
What if this present were the world's last night?
But he who loveliness within Hath found, all outward loathes, For he who color loves, and skin, Loves but their oldest clothes.