This Making Of Christians Will

My Cousin's A Fool, And Thou Art Another.

My Stronger Guilt Defeats My Strong Intent.

O Thou Invisible Spirit Of Wine, If Thou Has No Name To Be Known By, Let Us Call Thee Devil....o God, That Men Should Put An Enemy In Their Mouths To Steal Away Their Brains! That We Should, With Joy, Pleasance Revel And Applause, Transform Ourselves Into Beasts!

If They Love They Know Not Why, They Hate Upon No Better Ground, They Hate Upon No Better A Ground

The Lady Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks.