Covetousnesse Breaks The Bag.

What Your Glasse Telles You, Will Not Be Told By Councell.

He That Commits A Fault, Thinkes Every One Speakes Of It. [he That Commits A Fault Thinks Everyone Speaks Of It.]

Give Me Simplicity, That I May Live, So Live And Like, That I May Know Thy Ways, Know Them And Practise Them: Then Shall I Give For This Poor Wreath, Give Thee A Crown Of Praise.

One Slumber Finds Another.

Love Is Not Found In The Market.