Every One Hath A Foole In His

Good Service Is A Great Inchantment.

Folly Growes Without Watering.

Love Without End, Hath No End, Says The Spaniard: (meaning, If It Were Not Begun On Particular Ends, It Would Last).

Make Hast To An Ill Way That You May Get Out Of It.

One Slumber Finds Another.