O Thou Invisible Spirit Of

There Is No More Mercy In Him Than There Is Milk In A Male Tiger.

Truth Hath A Quiet Breast.

What A Piece Of Work Is A Man, How Noble In Reason, How Infinite In Faculties, In Form And Moving How Express And Admirable, In Action How Like An Angel, In Apprehension How Like A God.

Our Holy Lives Must Win A New World's Crown.

Methought I Was Enamour'd Of An Ass.