A Noble Plant Suites Not With A

To Him That Will, Waies Are Not Wanting.

A Good Digestion Turneth All To Health.

A Broken Altar, Lord, Thy Servant Rears, Made Of A Heart, And Cemented With Tears.

Wisedome Hath One Foot On Land, And Another On Sea.

My House, My House, Though Thou Art Small, Thou Art To Me The Escurial.