_St. Monica_.--"Drawing near her death, she sent most pious thoughts as harbingers to heaven, and her soul saw a glimpse of happiness through the chinks of her sickness-broken body."[1] [Footnote 1: "The soul's dark cottage, batter'd and decay'd, Lets in new lights through chinks which time has made." WALLER.] _Mortality_.--"To smell to a turf of fresh earth is wholesome for the body, no less are thoughts of mortality cordial to the soul." _Virgin_.--"No lordling husband shall at the same time command her presence and distance; to be always near in constant attendance, and always to stand aloof in awful observance." _Elder Brother_.--"Is one who made haste to come into the world to bring his parents the first news of male posterity, and is well rewarded for his tidings." _Bishop Fletcher_.--"His pride was rather on him than in him, as only gait and gesture deep, not sinking to his heart, though causelessly condemned for a proud man, as who was a _good hypocrite_, and far more humble than he appeared." _Masters of Colleges_.--"A little allay of dulness in a Master of a College makes him fitter to manage secular affairs." _The Good Yeoman_.--"Is a gentleman in ore, whom the next age may see refined." _Good Parent_.--"For his love, therein like a well-drawn picture, he eyes all his children alike." _Deformity in Children_.--"This partiality is tyranny, when parents despise those that are deformed; _enough to break those whom God had bowed before_." _Good Master_.--"In correcting his servant he becomes not a slave to his own passion. Not cruelly making new _indentures_ of the flesh of his apprentice. He is tender of his servant in sickness and age. If crippled in his service, his house is his hospital. Yet how many throw away those dry bones, out of the which themselves have sucked the marrow!" _Good Widow_.--"If she can speak but little good of him [her dead husband] she speaks but little of him. So handsomely folding up her discourse, that his virtues are shown outwards, and his vices wrapt up in silence; as counting it barbarism to throw dirt on his memory, who hath mould cast on his body." _Horses_.--"These are men's wings, wherewith they make such speed. A generous creature a horse is, sensible in some sort of honor; and made most handsome by that which deforms men most--pride." _Martyrdom_.--"Heart of oak hath sometimes warped a little in the scorching heat of persecution. Their want of true courage herein cannot be excused. Yet many censure them for surrendering up their forts after a long siege, who would have yielded up their own at the first summons.--Oh! there is more required to make one valiant, than to call Cranmer or Jewel coward; as if the fire in Smithfield had been no hotter than what is painted in the Book of Martyrs."