Amongst Good Men Two Men Suffice.

If That Thy Fame With Ev'ry Toy Be Pos'd, 'tis A Thin Web, Which Poysonous Fancies Make; But The Great Souldier's Honour Was Compos'd Of Thicker Stuf, Which Would Endure A Shake. Wisdom Picks Friends; Civility Plays The Rest; A Toy Shunn'd Cleanly Passeth With The Best.

It Is Good To Have Some Friends Both In Heaven And Hell.

Honour Without Profit Is A Ring On The Finger.

Wee Leave More To Do When Wee Dye, Then Wee Have Done.

The Noise Is Greater Then The Nuts.