Cloath Thee In War, Arme

Although It Raine, Throw Not Away Thy Watering Pot.

For Want Of A Naile The Shoe Is Lost, For Want Of A Shoe The Horse Is Lost, For Want Of A Horse The Rider Is Lost.

The Dark Grave, Which Knows All Secrets, Can Alone Reclaim The Fatal Doubt Once Cast On A Woman's Name.

A Good Bargaine Is A Pick-purse. [a Good Bargain Is A Pick-purse.]

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