Whether You Boyle Snow Or Pound It,

Grief Melts Away Like Snow In May, As If There Were No Such Cold Thing.

The Beast That Goes Alwaies Never Wants Blowes.

Good Words Are Worth Much, And Cost Little.

The Eye Will Have His Part.

How Wide Is All This Long Pretense! There Is In Love A Sweetness Ready Penned, Copy Out Only That, And Save Expense.