God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.

Small things make base men proud.

Heaven - the treasury of everlasting life.

Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age have left me naked to mine enemies.

Tush! Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate; Talkers are no good doers: be assured We come to use our hands and not our tongues.

I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.

Let me not live, after my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff of younger spirits.