In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.

Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.

In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.

It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.

A spark neglected makes a mighty fire.

Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known; Kings seek their subjects' good: tyrants their own.

When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.