The Glorious Lamp Of Heaven,

I'll Write, Because I'll Give - You Critics Means To Live; For Should I Not Supply - The Cause, The Effect Would Die

T Is The Will That Makes The Action Good Or Ill.

Hast Thou Attempted Greatnesse? Then Go On; Back-turning Slackens Resolution.

Tears Are The Noble Language Of Eyes, And When True Love Of Words Is Destitute. The Eye By Tears Speak, While The Tongue Is Mute.

A Little Saint Best Fits A Little Shrine, A Little Prop Best Fits A Little Vine, As My Small Cruse Best Fits My Little Wine.