Many Things Are Lost For

The More Women Looke In Their Glasse, The Lesse They Looke To Their House. [the More Women Look In Their Glass, The Less They Look To Their House.]

It's Good Tying The Sack Before It Be Full.

The Constancy Of The Benefit Of The Yeere In Their Seasons Argues A Deity.

Pull Downe Your Hatt On The Winds Side.

I Know The Ways Of Pleasure, The Sweet Strains, The Lullings And The Relishes Of It.