If Gold Knew What Gold Is, Gold

Vnder Water, Famine; Under Snow, Bread.

Fine Words Dresse Ill Deedes.

The Miserable Man Makes A Peny Of A Farthing, And The Liberall Of A Farthing Sixe Pence. [the Miserable Man Maketh A Penny Of A Farthing, And The Liberal Of A Farthing Sixpence.]

There Is An Hour Wherein A Man Might Be Happy All His Life, Could He Find It.

None Knows The Weight Of Another's Burden.