He That Passeth A Winters

Listen, Sweet Dove, Unto My Song, And Spread Thy Golden Wings In Me; Hatching My Tender Heart So Long, Till It Get Wing, And Flie Away With Thee.

No Hair So Small But Hath His Shadow.

Hee That Sendes A Foole, Means To Follow Him.

Little Losses Amaze, Great Tame.

The Tree That God Plants, No Winde Hurts It.