Castles Are Forrests Of Stones.

Better A Snotty Child, Then His Nose Wip'd Off.

Pull Downe Your Hatt On The Winds Side.

To Be Too Busie Gets Contempt.

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

There Are More Men Threatned Then Stricken. [there Are More Men Threatened Than Stricken.]