The Mill Gets By Going.

At The Games End We Shall See Who Gaines.

Hee That Hath Right, Feares; He That Hath Wrong, Hopes.

He That Hath Love In His Brest, Hath Spurres In His Sides.

Between The Businesse Of Life And The Day Of Death, A Space Ought To Be Interposed.

If The Wise Erred Not, It Would Goe Hard With Fooles. [if The Wise Erred Not, It Would Go Hard With Fools.]