Though Thou Has Never So

Man Does What He Can, And God What He Will.

A Wonder Then It Must Needs Be,-that There Should Be Any Man Found So Stupid And Forsaken Of Reason As To Persuade Himself, That This Most Beautiful And Adorned World Was Or Could Be Produced By The Fortuitous Concourse Of Atoms.

Ndustry Is Fortune's Right Hand, And Frugality Her Left.

In A Calm Sea Every Man Is A Pilot.

He That Buys Land Buys Many Stones, He That Buys Flesh Buys Many Bones, He That Buys Eggs Buys Many Shells, But He That Buys Good Ale Buys Nothing Else.