You Cannot Know Wine By

Whether Shall The Oxe Goe, Where He Shall Not Labour?

Fear Keepes And Looks To The Vineyard, And Not The Owner.

He That Is Drunken * * * Is Outlawed By Himself; All Kind Of Ill Did With His Liquor Slide Into His Veins.

Who Remove Stones, Bruise Their Fingers.

All Came From, And Will Goe To Others.