Favour Will As Surely Perish As Life.

A White Wall Is The Paper Of A Foole.

He Warmes Too Neere That Burnes.

Avoid,profaneness; Come Not Here: Nothing But Holy, Pure, And Clear, Or That Which Groaneth To Be So, May At His Peril Further Go.

He That Lives Not Well One Yeare, Sorrowes Seven After. [he That Lives Not Well One Year Sorrows Seven Years After.]

The Scalded Head Feares Cold Water.