Step By Step The Ladder Is Ascended.

That Flesh Is But The Glasse, Which Holds The Dust That Measures All Our Time; Which Also Shall Be Crumbled Into Dust.

If The Husband Be Not At Home, There Is Nobodie.

Some Had Rather Lose Their Friend Then Their Jest.

Perversnes Makes One Squint Ey'd.

Into A Mouth Shut Flies Flie Not.