Gamsters And Race-horses Never Last

Of The Smells, Bread; Of The Tastes, Salt.

The God Of Love My Shepherd Is, And He That Doth Me Feed: While He Is Mine, And I Am His, What Can I Want Or Need?

There Are Many Waies To Fame. {there Are Many Ways To Fame.]

Warre Is Deaths Feast.

An Oxe Is Taken By The Horns, And A Man By The Tongue.