Hee That Gets Out Of Debt, Growes

Little Pitchers Have Wide Eares. [little Pitchers Have Wide Ears.]

Listen, Sweet Dove, Unto My Song, And Spread Thy Golden Wings In Me; Hatching My Tender Heart So Long, Till It Get Wing, And Flie Away With Thee.

He That Will Not Have Peace, God Gives Him Warre. [he That Will Not Have Peace, God Gives Him War.]

You May Bring A Horse To The River, But He Will Drinke When And What He Pleaseth.

The Hearts Letter Is Read In The Eyes.