Feares Are Divided In The Midst.

He That Sends A Foole Expects One.

To Have Money Is A Feare, Not To Have It A Griefe.

The Noise Is Greater Then The Nuts.

A Broken Altar, Lord, Thy Servant Rears, Made Of A Heart, And Cemented With Tears.

Shee Spins Well That Breedes Her Children.