Vertue Never Growes Old.

A Coole Mouth, And Warme Feet, Live Long.

In Good Yeares Corne Is Hay, In Ill Yeares Straw Is Corne.

All Came From, And Will Goe To Others.

For Want Of A Naile The Shoe Is Lost, For Want Of A Shoe The Horse Is Lost, For Want Of A Horse The Rider Is Lost.

Love Is Not Found In The Market.