Good & Quickly Seldome Meete.

He That Trusts In A Lie, Shall Perish In Truth.

Shewa Good Man His Errour And He Turnes It To A Vertue, But An Ill, It Doubles His Fault.

Sweet Rose, Whose Hue, Angry And Brave, Bids The Rash Gazer Wipe His Eye, Thy Root Is Even In The Grave, And Thou Must Die.

Every One Thinkes His Sacke Heaviest.

Who Hath A Wolfe For His Mate, Needes A Dog For His Man.