I have no way and therefore want no eyes I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen our means secure us, and our mere defects prove our commodities.

We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.

But I am constant as the Northern Star, Of whose true fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament.

A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?

The Dear father Would with his daughter speak, commands her service; Are they inform'd of this?

Some are born great, others achieve greatness.

I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.