Whosoever Obeyeth The Devil, Casteth

Our God And Souldiers We Alike Adore,evn At The Brink Of Danger; Not Before:after Deliverance, Both Alike Required;our Gods Forgotten, And Our Souldiers Slighted.

Yet, Sluggard, Wake, And Gull Thy Soul No More With Earth's False Pleasures, And The World's Delight, Whose Fruit Is Fair And Pleasing To The Sight, But Sour In Taste, False As The Putrid Core: Thy Flaring Glass Is Gems At Her Half Light; She Makes Thee Seeming Rich, But Truly Poor: She Boasts A Kernel, And Bestows A Shell; Performs An Inch Of Her Fair-promis'd Ell: Her Words Protest A Heav'n; Her Works Produce A Hell.

Let The Fear Of A Danger Be A Spur To Prevent It.

Wrinkle Not Thy Face With Too Much Laughter, Lest Thou Become Ridiculous; Neither Wanton Thy Heart With Too Much Mirth, Lest Thou Become Vain: The Suburbs Of Folly Is Vain Mirth, And Profuseness Of Laughter Is The City Of Fools.

Be Very Circumspect In The Choice Of Thy Company. In The Society Of Thine Equals Thou Shalt Enjoy More Pleasure; In The Society Of Thy Superiors Thou Shalt Find More Profit. To Be The Best In The Company Is The Way To Grow Worse; The Best Means To Grow Better Is To Be The Worst There.