Cloath Thee In War, Arme Thee In

Gaming, Women, And Wine, While They Laugh They Make Men Pine.

Wisedome Hath One Foot On Land, And Another On Sea.

What Your Glasse Telles You, Will Not Be Told By Councell.

He That Hath Not The Craft, Let Him Shut Up Shop.

Between The Businesse Of Life And The Day Of Death, A Space Ought To Be Interposed.