All hell broke loose.
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise
Hell has no benefits, only torture.
Most men admire Virtue who follow not her lore.
This manner of writing wherein knowing myself inferior to myself? I have the use, as I may account it, but of my left hand.
What call thou solitude? Is not the earth with various living creatures, and the air replenished, and all these at thy command to come and play before thee?