Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.

Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd,-wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse.

Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law.

The conquer'd, also, and enslaved by war, Shall, with their freedom lost, all virtue lose.

Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.

And yet on the other hand unless warinesse be us'd, as good almost kill a Man as kill a good Book; who kills a Man kills a reasonable creature, Gods Image, but hee who destroyes a good Booke, kills reason it selfe, kills the Image of God, as it were in the eye.

Let none henceforth seek needless cause to approve The faith they owe; when earnestly they seek Such proof, conclude, they then begin to fail.