"Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn."

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

"Truth, indeed, came once into the world with her divine master, and was a perfect shape most glorious to look on: but when he ascended, and his apostles after him were laid asleep, then straight arose…"

"When a man hath been labouring the hardest labour in the deep mines of knowledge, hath furnished out his mind through the whole cyclopædia, hath read the choicest authors, ancient and modern, cannot b…"

"To be more than man, is not to be man."