Doe What Thou Oughtest, And

True Beauty Lives On High. Ours Is But A Flame Borrowed Thence.

A City That Parlies Is Half Gotten. [a City That Parleys Is Half Gotten.]

Shew Me A Lyer, And I'le Shew Thee A Theefe.

Better A Bare Foote Then None.

To A Crazy Ship, All Winds Are Contrary.