Prayer Should Be The Key

Hee That Wipes The Childs Nose, Kisseth The Mothers Cheeke.

Before You Make A Friend, Eate A Bushell Of Salt With Him.

Sum Up At Night What Thou Hast Done By Day.

Play With A Foole At Home, And He Will Play With You In The Market.

Neither Praise Nor Dispraise Thy Selfe, Thy Actins Serve The Turne. [neither Praise Nor Dispraise Thyself; Thy Actions Serve The Turn.]