Nothing Lasts But The Church.

A Pittifull Mother Makes A Scald Head.

Hee That Blowes In The Dust Fills His Eyes With It.

To A Greedy Eating Horse A Short Halter.

A Man Is Known To Be Mortal By Two Things, Sleep And Lust.

The Fineness Which A Hymn Or Psalm Affords If When The Soul Unto The Lines Accords.