Frenzy, Heresie, And Jealovsie, Seldome Cured.

Still Fisheth He That Catcheth One.

Though Old And Wise, Yet Still Advise.

True Beauty Lives On High. Ours Is But A Flame Borrowed Thence.

There Is An Hour Wherein A Man Might Be Happy All His Life, Could He Find It.

A White Wall Is The Paper Of A Foole.