Let An Ill Man Lie In Thy

Presents Of Love Fear Not To Be Ill Taken Of Strangers.

When Age Is Jocond It Makes Sport For Death. [when Age Is Jocund, It Makes Sport For Death.]

Hee That Looseth His Due, Gets Not Thankes.

The Miserable Man Makes A Peny Of A Farthing, And The Liberall Of A Farthing Sixe Pence. [the Miserable Man Maketh A Penny Of A Farthing, And The Liberal Of A Farthing Sixpence.]

Love Makes One Fitt For Any Work.