How gladly would I meet mortality, my sentence, and be earth in sensible! How glad would lay me down, as in my mother's lap! There I should rest, and sleep secure.

Just deeds are the best answer to injurious words.

He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.

Prudence is the virtue by which we discern what is proper to do under various circumstances in time and place.

Let none admire that riches grow in hell; that soil may best deserve the precious bane.

When complaints are freely heard, deeply considered and speedily reformed, then is the utmost bound of civil liberty attained that wise men look for.

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.