To Review Ones Store Is To Mow

If All Fooles Had Babies, Wee Should Want Fuell.

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'.

A Man Well Mounted Is Ever Cholerick.

To Seek These Things Is Lost Labour; Geese In An Oyle Pot, Fat Hogs Among Jews, And Wine In A Fishing Net.

Farre Shooting Never Kild Bird.