To Go Where The King

Who Spits Against Heaven, It Falls In His Face.

When God At First Made Man, Having A Glass Of Blessings Standing By, 'let Us,'said He,'pour On Him All We Can: Let The World's Riches, Which Disperse' D Lie, Contract Into A Span'.

If Fooles Should Not Foole It, They Shall Lose Their Season.

The Charges Of Building And Making Of Gardens Are Unknowne.

The Crow Bewailes The Sheepe, And Then Eates It.