If The Husband Be Not

Life Is Half Spent Before We Know What It Is.

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

He That Will Enter Into Paradise, Must Have A Good Key.

Discreet Women Have Neither Eyes Nor Eares. [discreet Women Have Neither Eyes Nor Ears.]

Only A Sweet And Virtuous Soul, Like Season'd Timbered, Never Gives; But Though The Whole World Turn To Coal, Then Chiefly Lives.