Calmness Is Great Advantage; He That Lets

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

Whether Goest, Griefe? Where I Am Wont.

Trust Not One Night's Ice.

He That Feares Leaves, Let Him Not Goe Into The Wood.

Who Eates The Kings Goose Uoydes The Feathers An Hundred Years After. [who Eats The King's Goose Voids The Feathers A Hundred Years After.]