Thou And I Are Too Wise To

Shall I Not Take Mine Ease In Mine Inn But I Shall Have My Pocket Picked?

Men Should Be What They Seem; Or Those That Be Not, Would They Might Seem None!.

Vice Repeated Is Like The Wandering Wind, Blows Dust In Others' Eyes To Spread Itself.

Comfort's In Heaven, And We Are On The Earth

Pastime Passing Excellent, If It He Husbanded With Modesty.