A Piece Of A Churchyard Fits Everybody.

By No Means Run In Debt: Take Thine Own Measure, Who Cannot Live On Twenty Pound A Year, Cannot On Forty.

Shall I, To Please Another Wine-sprung Minde, Lose All Mine Own? God Hath Giv'n Me A Measure Short Of His Can And Body; Must I Find A Pain In That, Wherein He Finds A Pleasure?

God Is At The End, When We Thinke He Is Furthest Off It.

The Rich Knowes Not Who Is His Friend. [the Rich Knows Not Who Is His Friend.]

He That Is His Owne Counsellor Knowes Nothing Sure But What Hee Hath Laid Out.