Divine Grace Was Never Slow.

Gold Thou Mayst Safely Touch; But If It Stick Unto Thy Hands, It Woundeth To The Quick.

Ever Since We Weare Cloathes, We Know Not One Another.

He Carries Well, To Whom It Waighes Not. [he Carries Well, To Whomit Weighs Not.]

Valour That Parlies Is Neare Yeelding. [valor That Parleys Is Near Yielding.]

To The Counsell Of Fooles A Woodden Bell.