My other brother, the Lord Lucas, who was Heir to my Fathers Estate, and as it were the Father to take care of us all, is not less Valiant than they were, although his skill in the Discipline of War was not so much, being not bred therein.

The truth is, we [women] live like bats, or owls, labor like beasts, and die like worms.

For I had rather die in the adventure ot noble achievements, then live in obscure and sluggish security.

But if our sex would but well consider and rationally ponder, they will perceive and find that it is neither words nor place that can advance them, but worth and merit.

Indeed I had not much wit, yet I was not an idiot - my wit was according to my years.

who can Perswade more Powerfully than Poets?

And though my Lord hath lost his estate and been banished out of his country, yet neither despised poverty nor pinching necessity could make him break the bonds of friendship or weaken his loyal duty.