Gentility Is Nothing But Ancient

Ah My Deare God! Though I Am Clean Forgot, Let Me Not Love Thee, If I Love Thee Not.

Love Makes All Hard Hearts Gentle.

Brabling Curres Never Want Torne Eares.

He That Owes Nothing, If He Makes Not Mouthes At Us, Is Courteous.

All The Armes Of England Will Not Arme Feare.