Light Burdens, Long Borne, Grow Heavy.

A City That Parlies Is Half Gotten. [a City That Parleys Is Half Gotten.]

A Married Man Turns His Staffe Into A Stake.

Take Heed Of A Step-mother; The Very Name Of Her Sufficeth.

Was Ever Grief Like Mine?

He That Mockes A Cripple, Ought To Be Whole.