He Hath No Leisure Who Useth It

No Sooner Is A Temple Built To God But The Devill Builds A Chappell Hard By.

Never Was A Miser A Brave Soul.

Promising Is The Eve Of Giving.

Say No Ill Of The Yeere, Till It Be Past. [say No Ill Of The Year Till It Be Past.]

Good & Quickly Seldome Meete.