I Gave My Whole Heart Up, For

I Am Right Sorry For Your Heavinesse.

Great Peace Is Found In Little Busy-ness.

Make A Virtue Of Necessity.

In The Stars Is Written The Death Of Every Man.

For In Their Hearts Doth Nature Stir Them So Then People Long On Pilgrimage To Go And Palmers To Be Seeking Foreign Strands To Distant Shrines Renowned In Sundry Lands.