If Thou Desire To Be Held Wise,

If Thou Hast No Inferiors, Have Patience Awhile, And Thou Shalt Have No Superiors. The Grave Requires No Marshal.

Wrinkle Not Thy Face With Too Much Laughter, Lest Thou Become Ridiculous; Neither Wanton Thy Heart With Too Much Mirth, Lest Thou Become Vain: The Suburbs Of Folly Is Vain Mirth, And Profuseness Of Laughter Is The City Of Fools.

With A Bloody Flux Of Oaths Vows Deep Revenge.

I'll Ne'er Distrust My God For Cloth And Bread While Lilies Flourish And The Raven 's Fed.

If Thou Desire To Purchase Honor With Thy Wealth, Consider First How That Wealth Became Thine; If Thy Labor Got It, Let Thy Wisdom Keep It; If Oppression Found It, Let Repentance Restore It; If Thy Parent Left It, Let Thy Virtues Deserve It; So Shall Thy Honor Be Safer, Better And Cheaper.