Drought Never Brought Dearth.

True Beauty Lives On High. Ours Is But A Flame Borrowed Thence.

He Plaies Well That Winnes. [he Plays Well That Wins.]

Let Thy Mind Still Be Bent, Still Plotting, Where, And When, And How Thy Business May Be Done. Slackness Breeds Worms; But The Sure Traveller, Though He Alights Sometimes Still Goeth On.

Great Strokes Make Not Sweete Musick.

To Buy Deare Is Not Bounty.