A Married Man Turns His Staffe Into

Greene Wood Makes A Hott Fire.

Still Fisheth He That Catcheth One.

The Dainties Of The Great Are The Teares Of The Poore.

If Thou Do Ill, The Joy Fades, Not The Pains. If Well, The Pain Doth Fade, The Joy Remains.

An Examin'd Enterprize Goes On Boldly.