He That Feares Leaves, Let

An Ill Deede Cannot Bring Honour.

To A Gratefull Man Give Mony When He Askes.

Only A Sweet And Virtuous Soul, Like Seasoned Timber, Never Gives.

He That Hath One Foot In The Straw, Hath Another In The Spittle.

Life Is Half Spent Before We Know What It Is.