To A Child All Weather Is Cold.

A Little Given Seasonably Excuses A Great Gift.

No Alchymy To Saving.

A Broken Altar, Lord, Thy Servant Rears, Made Of A Heart, And Cemented With Tears.

In The Kingdome Of Blind Men The One Ey'd Is King. [in The Kingdom Of Blind Men The One Eyed Is King.]

When You Are An Anvill, Hold You Still; When You Are A Hammer, Strike Your Fill.