A Holy Habit Clenseth Not A Foule

The Back-doore Robs The House.

Giving Much To The Poore, Doth Inrich A Mans Store. [giving Much To The Poor Doth Increase A Man's Store.]

Grief Melts Away Like Snow In May, As If There Were No Such Cold Thing.

Hee That Will Deceive The Fox, Must Rise Betimes.

Valour That Parlies Is Neare Yeelding. [valor That Parleys Is Near Yielding.]