An Upbraided Morsell Never Choaked Any.

When Children Stand Quiet, They Have Done Some Ill.

Listen, Sweet Dove, Unto My Song, And Spread Thy Golden Wings In Me; Hatching My Tender Heart So Long, Till It Get Wing, And Flie Away With Thee.

To Take The Nuts From The Fire With The Dogges Foot. [to Take The Nuts From The Fire With The Dog's Foot.]

He That Lives Most Dies Most.

Building And Marrying Of Children Are Great Wasters.