Every Present Occasion Will Catch

Come Sleep! Oh Sleep, The Certain Knot Of Peace, The Baiting-place Of Wit, The Balm Of Woe, The Poor Man's Wealth, The Prisoner's Release, The Indifferent Judge Between The High And Low.

As The Fertilest Ground, Must Be Manured, So Must The Highest Flying Wit Have A Daedalus To Guide Him.

...the Poet, He Nothing Affirmeth, And Therefore Never Lieth.

A Just Cause And A Zealous Defender Make An Imperious Resolution Cut Off The Tediousness Of Cautious Discussions.

Honor, Thou Strong Idol Of Man's Mind.