Every Bees Hony Is Sweet.

Much Money Makes A Countrey Poor, For It Sets A Dearer Price On Every Thing.

Things Well Fitted Abide.

Little Dogs Start The Hare, The Great Get Her.

One Faire Day In Winter Makes Not Birds Merrie.

When God At First Made Man, Having A Glass Of Blessings Standing By, 'let Us,'said He,'pour On Him All We Can: Let The World's Riches, Which Disperse' D Lie, Contract Into A Span'.