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No Adversity Is In Kind Or Degree Peculiar To Us; But If We Survey The Conditions Of Other Men (of Our Brethren Everywhere, Of Our Neighbours All About Us), And Compare Our Case With Theirs, We Shall Find That We Have Many Consorts And Associates In Adversity, Most As Ill, Many Far Worse Bestead Than Ourselves; Whence It Must Be A Great Fondness And Perverseness To Be Displeased That We Are Not Exempted From, But Exposed To Bear A Share In The Common Troubles And Burdens Of Mankind.

No Man Speaketh, Or Should Speak, Of His Prince, That Which He Hath Not Weighed Whether It Will Consist With That Veneration Which Should Be Preserved Inviolate To Him.

Facetiousness Is Allowable When It Is The Most Proper Instrument Of Exposing Things Apparently Base And Vile To Due Contempt.

Nature Has Concatenated Our Fortunes And Affections Together With Indissoluble Bands Of Mutual Sympathy.

That Men Should Live Honestly, Quietly, And Comfortably Together, It Is Needful That They Should Live Under A Sense Of God's Will, And In Awe Of The Divine Power, Hoping To Please God, And Fearing To Offend Him, By Their Behaviour Respectively.