"When thou dost tell another's jest, therein//Omit the oaths, which true wit cannot need://Pick out of tales the mirth, but not the sin." Perirrhanterium, 61-63
Laugh not too much: the witty man laughs least://For wit is only news to ignorance.//Less at thing own things laugh; lest in the jest//Thy person share, and the conceit advance.//Make not thy sport, abuses: for the fly//That feeds in dung, is colored thereby.//
Pick out of mirth, like stones out of the ground,//Profaneness, filthiness, abusiveness.//These are the scum, with which coarse wits abound://The fine may spare these well, yet not go less.//All things are big with jest: nothing that's plain,//But may be witty, if thou hast the vein.//
Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking//Sometimes a friend, sometimes the engineer.//Hast thou the knack? pamper it not with liking://But if thou want it, buy it not too dear.//Many affecting wit beyond their power,//Have got to be a dear fool for an hour.//
Perihahahohumtetum, 229-246
"A broken altar, Lord, thy servant rears,//Made of a heart, and cemented with tears" The Altar, 1-2
"I answer nothing but with patience prove//If stony hearts will melt with gentle love." The Sacrifice, 89-90
"Love is that liquor sweet and most divine,//Which my God feels as blood; but I as wine." The Agony, 17-18
"Lord, how can man preach thy eternal word?//He is brittle crazy glass://Yet in thy temple thou dost him afford//This glorious and transcendent place,//To be a window, through thy grace." The Windows, 1-5
"Prayers chas'd syllogisms into their den,//And Ergo was transform'd into Amen." The Church Militant, 55-56
227-316
"Man is the world's high Priest; he doth present//The sacrifice for all;" Providence, 13-14
"Who wants the place, where God doth dwell,//Partakes already half of hell." Time, 23-24
"But to have nought is ours, not to confess//That we have nought. I stood amazed at this,//Much troubled, till I heard a friend express,//That all things were more ours by being his.//What Adam had, and forfeited for all,//Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall."
The Holdfast, 9-14
"Beauty and beauteous words should go together." The Forerunners, 30