A Noble Plant Suites Not With A

It's A Dangerous Fire Begins In The Bed-straw.

To A Great Night, A Great Lanthorne.

The Masters Eye Fattens The Horse, And His Foote The Ground.

Neither Praise Nor Dispraise Thy Selfe, Thy Actins Serve The Turne. [neither Praise Nor Dispraise Thyself; Thy Actions Serve The Turn.]

To A Good Spender God Is The Treasurer.