We Are Fooles One To Another.

When God At First Made Man, Having A Glass Of Blessings Standing By, 'let Us,'said He,'pour On Him All We Can: Let The World's Riches, Which Disperse' D Lie, Contract Into A Span'.

Take The Gentle Path.

That Which Sufficeth Is Not Little.

Without Favour None Will Know You, And With It You Will Not Know Your Selfe.

To Go Upon The Franciscans Hackney (i.e. On Foot).