Wisdom Cries Out In The

I Am Sir Oracle, And When I Ope My Lips, Let No Dog Bark.

If It Be A Sin To Covet Honor, I Am The Most Offending Soul.

The Law Hath Not Been Dead, Though It Hath Slept.

I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.

She Told Her, While She Kept It, 'twould Make Her Amiable And Subdue My Father Entirely To Her Love, But If She Lost It Or Made A Gift Of It, My Father's Eye Should Hold Her Loathed And His Spirits Should Hunt After New Fancies.