"For God, when he gave the command to multiply, did not mean that it should be a perpetual or a forced generation, but a free and voluntary one."

"Enjoy your dear wit and gay rhetoric, That hath so well been taught her dazzling fence."

"Let us not stand in a panic fear of every stroke of wind that blows, but if God do stir up them to do us good, we do look that this should be done with all freedom."

"Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death."

"I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and seeks her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, …"