The Fox Knowes Much, But

Good And Quickly Seldom Meet.

In Every Countrey The Sun Rises In The Morning. [in Every Country The Sun Rises In The Morning.]

There Is A Remedy For Every Thing, Could Men Find It.

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.

Take Heede Of Still Waters, The Quick Passe Away.