Two Ill Meales Make The

After The House Is Finisht, Leave It.

Only The Wearer Knows Where The Shoe Pinches.

Hee That Falles Into The Durt, The Longer He Stayes There, The Fowler He Is.

Be What Thou Wouldst Seeme To Be.

Thou That Hast Given So Much To Me Give Me One Thing More, A Grateful Heart: Not Thankful When It Pleaseth Me, As If Thy Blessings Had Spare Days, But Such A Heart Whose Pulse May Be Thy Praise.