All Feete Tread Not In One Shoe.

God Sends Cold According To Clothes.

Being On Sea Saile, Being On Land Settle. [being On Sea, Sail; Being On Land, Settle.]

Divine Grace Was Never Slow.

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.

Chuse None For Thy Servant Who Have Served Thy Betters.