Be Useful Where Thou Livest.

Drink Not The Third Glass, Which Thou Canst Not Tame, When Once It Is Within Thee; But Before Mayst Rule It, As Thou List: And Pour The Shame, Which It Would Pour On Thee, Upon The Floor. It Is Most Just To Throw That On The Ground, Which Would Throw Me There, If I Keep The Round.

Prosperity Lets Goe The Bridle.

A Dead Bee Maketh No Hony.

He That Dies Without The Company Of Good Men Puts Not Himselfe Into A Good Way.

He That Mockes A Cripple, Ought To Be Whole.