For No Falsehood Can Endure Touch Of

But When Lust By Unchaste Looks, Loose Gestures, And Foul Talk, But Most By Lewd And Lavish Arts Of Sin, Lets In Defilement To The Inward Parts, The Soul Grows Clotted By Contagion, Imbodies And Imbrutes, Till She Quite Lose The Divine Property Of Her First Being.

Courage Never To Submit Of Yield.

Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining.

So He With Difficulty And Labour Hard Mov'd On, With Difficulty And Labour He.

Nothing Profits More Than Self-esteem, Grounded On What Is Just And Right.