A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dew falls everywhere.
Perseverance, my dear Lord. Keeps honour bright.
For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue.
For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.