De parvis, grandis acervus erit
To my brother M. BR. WHITNEY.
Althoughe thy store bee small, for to beginne,
Yet guide it well, and soone it is increaste,
For mightie men, in time theire wealthe did winne,
Whoe had at firste, as little as the leste:
Where GOD dothe blesse, in time aboundance springes,
And heapes are made, of manie little thinges.