The Cholerick Man Never Wants Woe.

On A Good Bargain Think Twice.

Mony Refused Looseth Its Brightnesse.

Wine Ever Paies For His Loding.

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.

He That Will Be Surety, Shall Pay.