Drink Not The Third Glass,

Unsound Minds Like Unsound Bodies, If You Feed, You Poyson. [unsound Minds, Like Unsound Bodies, If You Feed, You Poison.]

We Must Recoile A Little, To The End We May Leap The Better.

What One Day Gives Us, Another Takes Away From Us. [what One Day Gives, Another Takes Away From Us.]

Hee That Is In A Towne In May Loseth His Spring.

Hee That Dines And Leaves, Layes The Cloth Twice.