Hee That Would Be A Gentleman, Let

Good Horses Make Short Miles.

Thou That Hast Given So Much To Me Give Me One Thing More, A Grateful Heart: Not Thankful When It Pleaseth Me, As If Thy Blessings Had Spare Days, But Such A Heart Whose Pulse May Be Thy Praise.

Musick Helps Not The Tooth-ach.

The Horse That Drawes After Him His Halter, Is Not Altogether Escaped.

He That Sends A Foole Expects One.