Of Faire Things, The Autumne Is Faire.

There Are Three Waies, The Vniversities, The Sea, The Court.

Truth And Oyle Are Ever Above. [truth And Oil Are Ever Above.]

Hee That Hath Charge Of Soules Transports Them Not In Bundles.

By All Means Use Sometimes To Be Alone. Salute Thyself: See What Thy Soul Doth Wear.

Who Hath No Hast In His Businesse, Mountaines To Him Seeme Valleys.