the body public be A horse whereon the governor doth ride, Who, newly in the seat, that it may know He can command, lets it straight feel the spur;

liberty plucks justice by the nose;

They say, best men are moulded out of faults; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad:

What king so strong Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue?

back-wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes.

Thou bear's thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee.

The jewel that we find, we stoop and take't Because we see it; but what we do not see We tread upon, and never think of it.

O, what may man within him hide, Though angel on the outward side!

but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured,