Better A Bare Foote Then None.

By All Means Use Sometimes To Be Alone. Salute Thyself: See What Thy Soul Doth Wear. Dare To Look In Thy Chest; For 'tis Thine Own: And Tumble Up And Down What Thou Findst There. Who Cannot Rest Till He Good Fellows Find, He Breaks Up House, Turns Out Of Doors His Mind.

The Chiefe Boxe Of Health Is Time.

He That Hath Love In His Brest, Hath Spurres In His Sides.

He That Hath Little Is The Lesse Durtie.

Never Had Ill Workeman Good Tooles.