Vertue Flies From The Heart Of A

Criticks Are Like Brushers Of Noblemens Cloaths.

The Chicken Is The Country's, But The City Eats It.

Almes Never Make Poore.

Judge Not The Preacher; For He Is Thy Judge: If Thou Mislike Him, Thou Conceiv'st Him Not. God Calleth Preaching Folly. Do Not Grudge To Pick Out Treasures From An Earthen Pot. The Worst Speak Something Good. If All Want Sense, God Takes A Text, And Preaches Patience.

He That Sings On Friday, Will Weepe On Sunday.