An Ill Weed Grows Apace.

Fortune, The Great Commandress Of The World, Hath Divers Ways To Advance Her Followers: To Some She Gives Honor Without Deserving; To Other Some, Deserving Without Honor; Some Wit, Some Wealth,--and Some, Wit Without Wealth; Some Wealth Without Wit; Some Nor Wit Nor Wealth.

Who Hath No Faith To Man, To God Hath None.

Black Is A Pearl In A Woman's Eye.

An Ill Weed Grows Apace.

Blood, Though It Sleep A Time, Yet Never Dies. The Gods On Murtherers Fix Revengeful Eyes.