To Review Ones Store Is To Mow

What Your Glasse Telles You, Will Not Be Told By Councell.

The God Of Love My Shepherd Is, And He That Doth Me Feed: While He Is Mine, And I Am His, What Can I Want Or Need?

Three Helping One Another, Beare The Burthen Of Sixe. [three Helping One Another, Bear The Burden Of Six.]

God's Mill Grinds Slow, But Sure.

Bee Not A Baker, If Your Head Be Of Butter.