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Warre Is Deaths Feast.

Summe Up At Night What Thou Hast Done By Day; And In The Morning What Thou Hast To Do. Dresse And Undresse Thy Soul; Mark The Decay And Growth Of It; If, With Thy Watch, That Too Be Down Then Winde Up Both; Since We Shall Be Most Surely Judg'd, Make Thy Accounts Agree.

One Graine Fills Not A Sacke, But Helpes His Fellowes.

The Hole Calls The Thiefe. [the Hole Calls The Thief.]

They That Are Booted Are Not Alwaies Ready.