Creditte is alwayse chast, for like a mayde
Once falslye broake, it eur lives decayde. ///
By Lady Castiza, in The Phoenix (8.19-21), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)

Allnd those wch gayne all wth this Curse receive it
From fooles they gett it, to ther sonnes they leave it. //
By Quieto, in The Phoenix (15.339-340), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)

My fortunes are at yor disposinge sett.
Vncle, and father are in you both mett. /////
By First Gentleman, in The Phoenix (6.103-104), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)

They least knowe
That are aboue the tedious steps belowe. ///
By Phoenix, in The Phoenix (4.228-229), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)

Be mild still
It is honor to forgive those you could kill: /:/:/:/`
By Phoenix, in The Phoenix (12.199-200), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)