The Fisherman Could Perhaps Be

Majestic Mighty Wealth Is The Holiest Of Our Gods.

A Man Who Has Nothing Can Whistle In A Robber's Face.

Yes, Know Thyself: In Great Concerns Or Small, Be This Thy Care, For This, My Friend, Is All.

Fortune Can, For Her Pleasure, Fools Advance, And Toss Them On The Wheels Of Chance.

The Guilty Are Alarmed And Turn Pale At The Slightest Thunder.