If A Good Man Thrive, All Thrive

Everyone Puts His Fault On The Times.

Well May Hee Smell Fire, Whose Gowne Burnes.

He That's Long A Giving, Knowes Not How To Give.

The First Blow Is As Much As Two.

How Wide Is All This Long Pretense! There Is In Love A Sweetness Ready Penned, Copy Out Only That, And Save Expense.