When All Sinnes Grow Old, Coveteousnesse Is

Take Heed Of Winde That Comes In At A Hole, And A Reconciled Enemy.

Sometimes The Best Gain Is To Lose.

Love Is The True Price Of Love.

The Constancy Of The Benefit Of The Yeere In Their Seasons Argues A Deity.

Paines To Get, Care To Keep, Feare To Lose.