God Sees Hearts As We See Faces.

Who Eates The Kings Goose Uoydes The Feathers An Hundred Years After. [who Eats The King's Goose Voids The Feathers A Hundred Years After.]

Harken To Reason Or Shee Will Bee Heard.

Speake Not Of A Dead Man At The Table.

Tis Hard To Be Wretched, But Worse To Be Knowne So.

Grasp Not At Much, For Fear Thou Losest All.