None Saies His Garner Is Full.

Good And Quickly Seldom Meet.

He That Will Not Have Peace, God Gives Him Warre. [he That Will Not Have Peace, God Gives Him War.]

Rise, Heart; Thy Lord Is Risen. Sing His Praise Without Delays, Who Takes Thee By The Hand, That Thou Likewise With Him Mayst Rise: That, As His Death Calcined Thee To Dust, His Life May Make Thee Gold, And, Much More, Just.

I Escaped The Thunder, And Fell Into The Lightning.

He That Sends A Foole Expects One.