He Puls With A Long Rope, That

The Divell Never Assailes A Man, Except He Find Him Either Void Of Knowledge, Or Of The Fear Of God.

Let Not Him That Feares Feathers Come Among Wild-foule.

Good Is To Bee Sought Out, And Evill Attended.

He Carries Well, To Whom It Waighes Not. [he Carries Well, To Whomit Weighs Not.]

No Love Is Foule, Nor Prison Fair.