Silkes And Satins Put Out The Fire

Take Heede Of Still Waters, The Quick Passe Away.

All Truths Are Not To Be Told.

He That's Foolish In The Fault, Let Him Be Wise In The Punishment.

Good Land, Evill Way.

Old Men, When They Scorne Young, Make Much Of Death. [old Men, When They Scorn Young, Make Much Of Death.]