The Rage Of A Wild Boar Is

The Corne Hides It Self In The Snow, As An Old Man In Furrs.

He That Plaies His Mony Ought Not To Value It.

Hee That Comes Of A Hen Must Scrape.

The Fineness Which A Hymn Or Psalm Affords If When The Soul Unto The Lines Accords.

Weight Justly And Sell Dearely.