What Your Glasse Telles You, Will Not

Enrich My Heart, Mouth, Hands In Me, With Faith, With Hope, With Charity, That I May Run, Rise, Rest With Thee.

For The Same Man To Be An Heretick And A Good Subject, Is Incompossible.

He That Mockes A Cripple, Ought To Be Whole.

To Review Ones Store Is To Mow Twice.

A Married Man Turns His Staffe Into A Stake.