God Sees Hearts As We See Faces.

Cover Your Selfe With Your Shield, And Care Not For Cryes.

The Beast That Goes Alwaies Never Wants Blowes.

The Way Is An Ill Neighbour.

One Enemy Is Too Much.

Drink Not The Third Glass, Which Thou Canst Not Tame, When Once It Is Within Thee; But Before Mayst Rule It, As Thou List: And Pour The Shame, Which It Would Pour On Thee, Upon The Floor. It Is Most Just To Throw That On The Ground, Which Would Throw Me There, If I Keep The Round.