Advise None To Marry Or Go To

For All May Have, If They Dare To Try, A Glorious Life, Or Grave.

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.

Never Was Strumpet Faire.

Old Wine, And An Old Friend, Are Good Provisions.

Hee That Will Deceive The Fox, Must Rise Betimes.