Faire Words Makes Mee Looke To My

Take Heede Of Still Waters, The Quick Passe Away.

Hee That Should Have What Hee Hath Not, Should Doe What He Doth Not.

For A Morning Raine Leave Not Your Journey. [for A Morning Rain Leave Not Your Journey.]

It's A Dangerous Fire Begins In The Bed-straw.

Science Stands, A Too Competant Servant, Behind Her Wrangling Underbred Masters, Holding Out Resources, Devices, And Remedies They Are Too Stupid To Use. ... And On Its Material Side, A Modern Utopia Must Needs Present These Gifts As Taken.