Time, That Takes Survey Of

Good Friend For Jesus Sake Forbeare, To Digg The Dust Encloased Heare! Blest Be The Man That Spares Thes Stones, And Curst Be He That Moves My Bones.

Every Man Has Business And Desire, Such As It Is.

If Money Go Before, All Ways Do Lie Open.

But It Is A Melancholy Of Mine Own, Compounded Of Many Simples, Extracted From Many Objects, And Indeed The Sundry Contemplation Of My Travels, Which, By Often Rumination, Wraps Me In The Most Humorous Sadness.

Were Kisses All The Joys In Bed, One Woman Would Another Wed.