To Whirle The Eyes Too

Light Burdens, Long Borne, Grow Heavy.

An Upbraided Morsell Never Choaked Any.

In Good Yeares Corne Is Hay, In Ill Yeares Straw Is Corne.

He--the Country Parson--is Not Witty Or Learned Or Eloquent, But Holy.

Chuse None For Thy Servant Who Have Served Thy Betters.