Water Trotted Is As Good As Oates.

A Snow Yeare, A Rich Yeare.

Patience, Time And Money Accommodate All Things.

He That Is Not In The Warres Is Not Out Of Danger.

I Read, And Sigh, And Wish I Were A Tree; For Sure Then I Should Grow To Fruit Or Shade: At Least Some Bird Would Trust Her Household To Me, And I Should Be Just.

By The Needle You Shall Draw The Thread, And By That Which Is Past, See How That Which Is To Come Will Be Drawne On.