Hee That Hath Charge Of Soules Transports

The Tree That God Plants, No Winde Hurts It.

The Wearer Knowes, Where The Shoe Wrings.

A Bad Workman Quarrels With His Tools.

By Suppers More Have Been Killed Than Galen Ever Cured

He That Is His Owne Counsellor Knowes Nothing Sure But What Hee Hath Laid Out.