The Command Of Custome Is Great.

The Child Saies Nothing, But What It Heard By The Fire.

Shewa Good Man His Errour And He Turnes It To A Vertue, But An Ill, It Doubles His Fault.

He That Talkes Much Of His Happinesse Summons Griefe.

One Slumber Finds Another.

A Gift Much Expected Is Paid, Not Given.