The March Sunne Raises But Dissolves Not.

The Sight Of A Man Hath The Force Of A Lyon.

Let All Live As They Would Die.

If Folly Were Griefe Every House Would Weepe. [if Folly Were Grief, Every House Would Weep.]

Who Says That Fictions Only And False Hair Become A Verse? Is There In Truth No Beauty? Is All Good Structure In A Winding Stair?

When Once Thy Foot Enters The Church, Be Bare. God Is More There Than Thou: For Thou Art There Only By His Permission. Then Beware, That Leads From Earth To Heaven.