At Dinner My Man Appeares.

When God At First Made Man, Having A Glass Of Blessings Standing By, 'let Us,'said He,'pour On Him All We Can: Let The World's Riches, Which Disperse' D Lie, Contract Into A Span'.

Thinke Of Ease, But Worke On.

The March Sunne Raises But Dissolves Not.

In A Retreat The Lame Are Formost. [in A Retreat The Lame Are Foremost.]

Sometimes The Best Gain Is To Lose.