Hee That Learnes A Trade Hath A

I Was Taken By A Morsell, Saies The Fish. [i Was Taken By A Morsel, Says The Fish.]

To A Close Shorn Sheep, God Gives Wind By Measure.

The God Of Love My Shepherd Is, And He That Doth Me Feed: While He Is Mine, And I Am His, What Can I Want Or Need?

A Child Correct Behind And Not Before.

He That Is Surprized With The First Frost Feeles It All The Winter After.