Get Money, Still Get Money,

No Man So Wise That He May Not Easily Err If He Takes No Other Counsel Than His Own. He That Is Taught Only By Himself Has A Fool For A Master.

Guilt's A Terrible Thing.

No Glass Renders A Man's Form Or Likeness So True As His Speech.

Still To Be Neat, Still To Be Drest, As You Were Going To A Feast, Still To Be Powder'd, All Perfum'd. Lady, It Is To Be Presumed, Though Art's Hid Causes Are Not Found, All Is Not Sweet, All Is Not Sound.

Now We Are All Fallen, Youth From Their Fear, And Age From That Which Bred It, Good Example.