There Are Three Waies, The Vniversities, The

No Church-yard Is So Handsom, That A Man Would Desire Straight To Bee Buried There. [no Churchyard Is So Handsome That A Man Would Desire Straight To Be Buried There.]

Deceive Not Thy Physician, Confessor, Nor Lawyer.

It's An Ill Aire Where Wee Gaine Nothing.

The Book Of Books, The Storehouse And Magazine Of Life And Comfort, The Holy Scriptures.

He That Lives Not Well One Yeare, Sorrowes Seven After. [he That Lives Not Well One Year Sorrows Seven Years After.]