The Dainties Of The Great

Doe What Thou Oughtest, And Come What Come Can.

Hee That Hath A Wife And Children Wants Not Businesse.

There Is No Heat Of Affection But Is Joyned With Some Idlenesse Of Brain, Says The Spaniard.

I Had Rather Aske Of My Sire Browne Bread, Then Borrow Of My Neighbour White.

Sum Up At Night What Thou Hast Done By Day.