Patience Is A Conquering Virtue.

At The Ches With Me She (fortune) Gan To Pleye; With Her False Draughts (pieces) Dyvers/she Staal On Me, And Took Away My Fers. And When I Sawgh My Fers Awaye, Allas! I Kouthe No Lenger Playe.

A Love Grown Old Is Not The Love Once New.

Loke Who That Is Most Vertuous Alway, Prive And Apert, And Most Entendeth Ay To Do The Gentil Dedes That He Can, And Take Him For The Gretest Gentilman.

Full Wise Is He That Can Himselven Knowe.

The Devil Can Only Destroy Those Who Are Already On Their Way To Damnation.