The Rolling Stone Never Gathereth Mosse.

A Man May Well Bring A Horse To Water But He Cannot Make Him Drink.

The Nearer To The Church, The Further From God.

Let The World Wagge, And Take Mine Ease In Myne Inne.

Time Trieth Troth In Every Doubt.

Be Of Comfort, And Your Heavy Sorrow Part Equally Among Us; Storms Divided, Abate Their Force, And With Less Rage Are Guided.