The Bisy Larke, Messager Of Day.

I Am Right Sorry For Your Heavinesse.

That Field Hath Eyen, And The Wood Hath Ears.

Many Small Make A Great.

For There Is One Thing I Can Safely Say: That Those Bound By Love Must Obey Each Other If They Are To Keep Company Long. Love Will Not Be Constrained By Mastery; When Mastery Comes, The God Of Love At Once Beats His Wings, And Farewell He Is Gone. Love Is A Thing As Free As Any Spirit; Women Naturally Desire Liberty, And Not To Be Constrained Like Slaves; And So Do Men, If I Shall Tell The Truth.

Every Honest Miller Has A Golden Thumb.