He That Is Angry At A Feast

Rise, Heart; Thy Lord Is Risen. Sing His Praise Without Delays, Who Takes Thee By The Hand, That Thou Likewise With Him Mayst Rise: That, As His Death Calcined Thee To Dust, His Life May Make Thee Gold, And, Much More, Just.

When It Thunders, The Theefe Becomes Honest. [when It Thunders, The Thief Becomes Honest.]

Councell Breakes Not The Head.

Not Only Ought Fortune To Be Pictured On A Wheel, But Every Thing Else In This World.

Health And Mony Goe Farre. [health And Money Go Far.]