A Litle Wind Kindles; Much Puts Out

Who Would Doe Ill Ne're Wants Occasion.

Whether Goest, Griefe? Where I Am Wont.

It Is Good To Have Some Friends Both In Heaven And Hell.

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

Three Women Make A Market.