Better Suffer Ill, Then Doe

Envy Not Greatness: For Thou Mak'st Thereby Thyself The Worse, And So The Distance Greater.

Old Men, When They Scorne Young, Make Much Of Death. [old Men, When They Scorn Young, Make Much Of Death.]

Be Useful Where Thou Livest.

He That Makes His Bed Ill, Lies There.

Between The Businesse Of Life And The Day Of Death, A Space Ought To Be Interposed.