He Warmes Too Neere That Burnes.

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

One Stroke Fells Not An Oke.

Your Pot Broken Seemes Better Then My Whole One.

Praise The Sea, But Keepe On Land.

The Wife Is The Key Of The House.