No Legacy Is So Rich As Honesty.

Every Subject's Duty Is The Kings, But Every Subject's Soul Is His Own.

Men That Hazard All Do It In Hope Of Fair Advantages: A Golden Mind Stoops Not To Shows Of Dross.

Out Of Her Favour, Where I Am In Love.

He Wears The Rose Of Youth Upon Him.

The Summer's Flow'r Is To The Summer Sweet, Though To Itself It Only Live And Die' But If That Flow'r With Base Infection Meet, The Basest Weed Outbraves His Dignity: For Sweetest Things Turn Sourest By Their Deeds; Lilies That Fester Smell Far Worse Than Weeds.