The Morning Sunne Never Lasts A Day.

Musick Helps Not The Tooth-ach.

The Little Cannot Bee Great, Unlesse He Devoure Many. [the Little Cannot Be Great Unless He Devour Many.]

Although It Raine, Throw Not Away Thy Watering Pot.

After So Many Deaths I Live And Write.

Old Men, When They Scorne Young, Make Much Of Death. [old Men, When They Scorn Young, Make Much Of Death.]