Little Dogs Start The Hare, The Great

Of The Smells, Bread; Of The Tastes, Salt.

One Faire Day In Winter Makes Not Birds Merrie.

Thinke Of Ease, But Worke On.

Ty It Well, And Let It Goe.

He That Is His Owne Counsellor Knowes Nothing Sure But What Hee Hath Laid Out.