He Lives Unsafely, That Lookes Too Neere

If All Fooles Had Babies, Wee Should Want Fuell.

Throw Away Thy Rod, Throw Away Thy Wrath; O My God, Take The Gentle Path.

Count Not Fowre Except You Have Them In A Wallett.

I Escaped The Thunder, And Fell Into The Lightning.

The Blind Eate Many A Flie. [the Blind Eat Many A Fly.]