He Complaines Wrongfully On The Sea That

Little Wealth, Little Care.

Every One Is Weary, The Poore In Seeking, The Rich In Keeping, The Good In Learning.

The Catt Sees Not The Mouse Ever.

Much Money Makes A Countrey Poor, For It Sets A Dearer Price On Every Thing.

When All Sinnes Grow Old, Coveteousnesse Is Young.