The Hebrew Will Turn Christian;

Nay Then, Let The Devil Wear Black, For I'll Have A Suit Of Sables.

For In The Fatness Of These Pursy Times Virtue Itself Of Vice Must Pardon Beg.

Tis Not The Many Oaths That Make The Truth; But The Plain Single Vow, That Is Vow'd True.

Obey Thy Parents, Keep Thy Word Justly; Swear Not; Commit Not With Man's Sworn Spouse; Set Not Thy Sweet Heart On Proud Array. * * * Keep Thy Foot Out Of Brothels, Thy Pen From Lenders' Books.

Presume Not That I Am The Thing I Was.