A Woman Conceales What Shee Knowes Not.

Church Bells Beyond The Stars Heard, The Soul's Blood, The Land Of Spices; Something Understood.

Silke Doth Quench The Fire In The Kitchin.

Much Spends The Traveller, More Then The Abider.

One Flower Makes No Garland.

Hee That Makes Himself A Sheep, Shall Be Eat By The Wolfe.