Calmness Is Great Advantage; He That Lets

Only A Sweet And Virtuous Soul, Like Season'd Timbered, Never Gives; But Though The Whole World Turn To Coal, Then Chiefly Lives.

The Morning Sunne Never Lasts A Day.

When Age Is Jocond It Makes Sport For Death. [when Age Is Jocund, It Makes Sport For Death.]

Foolish Tongues Talke By The Dozen.

Wee Leave More To Do When Wee Dye, Then Wee Have Done.