The Jews Spend At Easter.

Empty Chambers Make Foolish Maides.

Bees Work For Man, And Yet They Never Bruise Their Master's Flower, But Leave It Having Done, As Fair As Ever And As Fit To Use; So Both The Flower Doth Stay And Honey Run.

That Flesh Is But The Glasse, Which Holds The Dust That Measures All Our Time; Which Also Shall Be Crumbled Into Dust.

All Truths Are Not To Be Told.

Hee That Would Be A Gentleman, Let Him Goe To An Assault.