Criticks Are Like Brushers Of Noblemens Cloaths.

In Every Art It Is Good To Have A Master. [in Every Art It Is Good To Have A Master.]

Some Make A Conscience Of Spitting In The Church, Yet Robbe The Altar.

The Ill That Comes Out Of Our Mouth Falles Into Our Bosome.

Good Cable, To Enforce And Draw, And Be Thy Law, While Thou Didst Wink And Wouldst Not See.

Yeeres Know More Then Bookes.