|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Ah me! how many perils do enfold|
The righteous man, to make him daily fall,
Were not that heavenly grace doth him uphold,
And steadfast truth acquit him out of all.
Spenser.Fairy Queen, Book I. Canto VIII. Verse 1.
|Ah me! what perils do environ|
The man that meddles with cold iron.
Butler.Hudibras, Part I. Canto III. Line 1.
|Ah me! what mighty perils wait|
The man who meddles with a state.
Churchill.The Duelist, Book III. Line 1.