Give obedience where 'tis truly owed.

When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.

I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew.

Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit.

Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed King.

There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bond in earth, in sea, in sky. The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls Are their males' subjects and at their controls. Man, more divine, the master of all these, Lord of the wide world and wild wat'ry seas, Indu'd with intellectual sense and souls, Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls, Are masters to their females, and their lords; Then let your will attend on their accords.

When the mind's free, The Body's delicate.