The Soule Needs Few Things, The Body

No Tye Can Oblige The Perfidious. [no Tie Can Oblige The Perfidious.]

The Corne Hides It Self In The Snow, As An Old Man In Furrs.

Some Make A Conscience Of Spitting In The Church, Yet Robbe The Altar.

Either Wealth Is Much Increased, Or Moderation Is Much Decayed.

If Great Men Would Have Care Of Little Ones, Both Would Last Long.