Men's Evil Manners Live In

But Like Of Each Thing That In Season Grows.

Reputation Is An Idle And Most False Imposition; Oft Got Without Merit, And Lost Without Deserving.

My Heart Is Ever At Your Service.

Hear My Soul Speak. Of The Very Instant That I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly At Your Service

We, Ignorant Of Ourselves, Beg Often Our Own Harms, Which The Wise Powers Deny Us For Our Good; So Find We Profit By Losing Of Our Prayers.