He That Hath Little Is

Civill Wars Of France Made A Million Of Atheists, And 30000 Witches.

Law Sutes Consume Time, And Mony, And Rest, And Friends.

Grasp Not At Much, For Fear Thou Losest All.

Who Would Have Thought My Shrivel'd Heart Could Have Recovered Greenness?

Shall I, To Please Another Wine-sprung Minde, Lose All Mine Own? God Hath Giv'n Me A Measure Short Of His Can And Body; Must I Find A Pain In That, Wherein He Finds A Pleasure?