A Scab'd Horse Cannot Abide The Comb.

When All Sinnes Grow Old, Coveteousnesse Is Young.

Hee That Brings Good Newes Knockes Hard.

He That Cannot Forgive Others, Breaks The Bridge Over Which He Himself Must Pass If He Would Ever Reach Heaven; For Everyone Has Need To Be Forgiven.

Grasp Not At Much, For Fear Thou Losest All.

Ah My Deare God! Though I Am Clean Forgot, Let Me Not Love Thee, If I Love Thee Not.