Love Makes One Fitt For Any Work.

Better To Be Blinde, Then To See Ill.

A Servant With This Clause Makes Drudgery Divine; Who Sweeps A Room As Forthy Laws Makes It And Th'action Fine.

The Death Of A Young Wolfe Doth Never Come Too Soon.

Judge Not The Preacher; For He Is Thy Judge: If Thou Mislike Him, Thou Conceiv'st Him Not. God Calleth Preaching Folly. Do Not Grudge To Pick Out Treasures From An Earthen Pot. The Worst Speak Something Good. If All Want Sense, God Takes A Text, And Preaches Patience.

If That Thy Fame With Ev'ry Toy Be Pos'd, 'tis A Thin Web, Which Poysonous Fancies Make; But The Great Souldier's Honour Was Compos'd Of Thicker Stuf, Which Would Endure A Shake. Wisdom Picks Friends; Civility Plays The Rest; A Toy Shunn'd Cleanly Passeth With The Best.