"Abashed the Devil stood, and felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely, saw and pined his loss."

"Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st Live well, how long or short permit to heaven."

"He who hath light within his own clear breast May sit i'th' center, and enjoy bright day: But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun; Himself his own dungeo…"

"For God, we know, hath bid the man to rule: But in that right, not with a tyrannous hand."

"Truth is compared in Scripture to a streaming fountain; if her waters flow not in a perpetual progression, they sicken into a muddy pool of conformity and tradition."