With Customes Wee Live Well, But Lawes

Who Sweeps A Room, As For Thy Laws, Makes That And The Action Fine.

If All Fooles Had Babies, Wee Should Want Fuell.

Parsons Are Soules Waggoners.

Hee That Lives Ill, Feare Followes Him.

Not A Long Day, But A Good Heart Rids Worke.