An Ill Deede Cannot Bring Honour.

A Master Of Straw Eates A Servant Of Steele.

Bells Call Others, But Themselves Enter Not Into The Church.

The Wise Hand Doth Not All That The Foolish Mouth Speakes. [the Wise Hand Doth Not All That The Foolish Mouth Speaks.]

Every One Is Weary, The Poore In Seeking, The Rich In Keeping, The Good In Learning.

Lord, With What Care Hast Thou Begirt Us Round! Parents First Season Us; Then Schoolmasters Deliver Us To Laws; They Send Us Bound To Rules Of Reason, Holy Messengers, Pulpits And Sundays, Sorrow Dogging Sin, Afflictions Sorted, Anguish Of All Sizes, Fine Nets And Stratagems To Catch Us In, Bibles Laid Open, Millions Of Surprises, Blessings Beforehand, Ties Of Gratefulness, The Sound Of Glory Ringing In Our Ears: Without, Our Shame; Within, Our Consciences; Angels And Grace, Eternal Hopes And Fears. Yet All These Fences And Their Whole Array One Cunning Bosom-sin Blows Quite Away.