The Tooth-ach Is More Ease Then To

There Is An Hour Wherein A Man Might Be Happy All His Life, Could He Find It.

The Thought Hath Good Leggs, And The Quill A Good Tongue.

The Comforters Head Never Akes.

A Gift Much Expected Is Paid, Not Given.

Play Not For Gain, But Sport. Who Plays For More Than He Can Lose With Pleasure, Stakes His Heart; Perhaps His Wife's Too, And Whom She Hath Bore.