They that possess the prince possess the laws.

Men met each other with erected look, The steps were higher that they took; Friends to congratulate their friends made haste, And long inveterate foes saluted as they pass'd.

All objects lose by too familiar a view.

Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

There is a proud modesty in merit.

Errors like straws upon the surface flow, Who would search for pearls to be grateful for often must dive below.

They first condemn that first advised the ill.