A Small Heart Hath Small Desires.

For All May Have, If They Dare To Try, A Glorious Life, Or Grave.

I Know The Ways Of Pleasure, The Sweet Strains, The Lullings And The Relishes Of It.

Who Hath No More Bread Then Neede, Must Not Keepe A Dog.

A Gift Much Expected Is Paid, Not Given.

Aske Much To Have A Little.