Religion A Stalking Horse To

An Idle Head Is A Boxe For The Winde.

Only A Sweet And Virtuous Soul, Like Season'd Timbered, Never Gives; But Though The Whole World Turn To Coal, Then Chiefly Lives.

Gamsters And Race-horses Never Last Long.

A Shippe And A Woman Are Ever Repairing.

Drink Not The Third Glass, Which Thou Canst Not Tame, When Once It Is Within Thee.