Well, Now There's A Remedy

Many Count Their Chickens Before They Are Hatched; And Where They Expect Bacon, Meet With Broken Bones.

Death Eats Up All Things, Both The Young Lamb And Old Sheep; And I Have Heard Our Parson Say, Death Values A Prince No More Than A Clown.

Facts Are The Enemy Of Truth.

Every One In His Own House And God In All Of Them.

With Life Many Things Are Remedied.