Sweet Day, So Cool, So Calm, So

A Verse May Find Him, Who A Sermon Flies, And Turn Delight Into A Sacrifice.

Hee That Gets Out Of Debt, Growes Rich.

Listen, Sweet Dove, Unto My Song, And Spread Thy Golden Wings In Me; Hatching My Tender Heart So Long, Till It Get Wing, And Flie Away With Thee.

The Hard Gives More Then He That Hath Nothing.

Favour Will As Surely Perish As Life.