There Is Small Disproportion Betwixt

Princes Have Big Ears Which Hear Far And Near.

I Plucke Up The Goodlie Greene Herbes Of Sentences By Pruning, Eat Them By Reading, Chawe Them By Musing, And Laie Them Up At Length In The Hie Seate Of Memorie By Gathering Them Together; That I, Having Tasted The Sweetenes, L May The Lesse Perceave The Bitternes Of This Miserable Life.

If We Still Advise We Shall Never Do.

There Is Only One Christ, Jesus, One Faith. All Else Is A Dispute Over Trifles.

I Find That I Sent Wolves Not Shepherds To Govern Ireland, For They Have Left Me Nothing But Ashes And Carcasses To Reign Over!