Fill All Thy Bones With Aches.

... I Am At War 'twixt Will And Will Not.

There Is Special Providence In The Fall Of A Sparrow.

I Do Know Of These That Therefore Only Are Reputed Wise For Saying Nothing.

Hot Lavender, Mints, Savory, Marjoram; The Marigold, That Goes To Bed Wi' The Sun, And With Him Rise Weeping.

It Is Great Sin To Swear Unto A Sin, But Greater Sin To Keep A Sinful Oath.