Though Old And Wise, Yet

Every One Thinkes His Sacke Heaviest.

God, And Parents, And Our Master, Can Never Be Requited.

He That Hath Lands Hath Quarrells.

Summe Up At Night What Thou Hast Done By Day; And In The Morning What Thou Hast To Do. Dresse And Undresse Thy Soul; Mark The Decay And Growth Of It; If, With Thy Watch, That Too Be Down Then Winde Up Both; Since We Shall Be Most Surely Judg'd, Make Thy Accounts Agree.

Follow Not Truth Too Near The Heels, Lest It Dash Out Thy Teeth.