The Groundsell Speakes Not Save What It

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

They Talke Of Christmas So Long, That It Comes.

He That Trusts Much Obliges Much, Says The Spaniard.

Ready Mony Is A Ready Medicine.

God Sees Hearts As We See Faces.