The Drunkard Forfeits Man And

When God At First Made Man, Having A Glass Of Blessings Standing By, 'let Us,'said He,'pour On Him All We Can: Let The World's Riches, Which Disperse' D Lie, Contract Into A Span'.

The Wolf Must Die In His Own Skin.

When The Tree Is Fallen, All Goe With Their Hatchet. [when The Tree Is Fallen, All Go With Their Hatchet.]

Little Losses Amaze, Great Tame.

Cloath Thee In War, Arme Thee In Peace.