A Married Man Turns His Staffe Into

Serve A Noble Disposition, Though Poore, The Time Comes That Hee Will Repay Thee.

He Pares His Apple That Will Cleanly Feed.

A Journying Woman Speakes Much Of All, And All Of Her.

If Thou Thy Selfe Canst Doe It, Attend No Others Helpe Or Hand.

No Hair So Small But Hath His Shadow.