Dissembling Harlot, Thou Art False

Honour Travels In A Strait So Narrow Where One But Goes Abreast.

Every Man Has Business And Desire, Such As It Is.

Children Wish Fathers Looked But With Their Eyes; Fathers That Children With Their Judgment Looked; And Either May Be Wrong.

O, Thou Hast Damnable Iteration; And Art, Indeed, Able To Corrupt A Saint.

Be Just, And Fear Not. Let All The Ends Thou Aim'st At Be Thy Country's, Thy God's And Truth's.