The Ill That Comes Out Of Our

A Great Dowry Is A Bed Full Of Brables. [a Great Dowry Is A Bed Full Of Brambles.]

Thou Who Hast Given So Much To Me, Give Me One More Thing... A Grateful Heart!

A Mountaine And A River Are Good Neighbours.

Shew Me A Lyer, And I'le Shew Thee A Theefe.

It's A Poore Stake That Cannot Stand One Yeare In The Ground.