November 13, 2016 at 9:23 am

The parents keep their joys open but keep their pains, fears and griefs secret in their hearts like a pearl in oyster but no body knows it what is happening in the heart..Children sweeten labors; but they make misfortunes more bitter at and makes thinking fail and eyes weep without tears like a wold flower blooms on the snow capped mountains.

The difference in affection, of parents towards their several children, is many times unequal; and sometimes unworthy; especially in the mothers; as Solomon saith, A wise son rejoices the father, but an ungracious son shames the mother.

The illiberality of parents, in allowance towards their children, is an harmful error; makes them base; acquaints them with shifts; makes them sort with mean company; and makes them surfeit more when they come to plenty.

The Italians make little difference between children, and nephews or near kinsfolks; but so they be of the lump, they care not though they pass not through their own body.

In other countries parents make difference between sons and nephews..why? Parents must make equal dealing with all children because they are their body parts and the labor of their night fruit. Children are like rain showering way fields knowing not its owner.