Great Businesses Turne On A Little Pinne.

Hee That Knowes What May Bee Gained In A Day Never Steales.

Of A Little Thing A Little Displeaseth.

Sweet Rose, Whose Hue, Angry And Brave, Bids The Rash Gazer Wipe His Eye, Thy Root Is Even In The Grave, And Thou Must Die.

Prosperity Lets Goe The Bridle.

Happie Is Hee That Chastens Himselfe.