A discontented man knowes not where to sit easie.

A discontented man knowes not where to sit easie.

He is a foole that makes a wedge of his fist.

He is a foole that makes a wedge of his fist.

Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.

Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.

Let the dead bury the dead.

Let the dead bury the dead.

Every one is witty for his owne purpose.

Every one is witty for his owne purpose.

He that lends, gives.

He that lends, gives.

Go West, young man, and grow up with the country.

Go West, young man, and grow up with the country.

You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!

You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.