Even The Old Should Learn.

Do Not Kick Against The Pricks.

There Is A Limit To The Best Of Health, Disease Is Always A Near Neighbor.

It Is Easy When We Are In Prosperity To Give Advice To The Afflicted.

Necessity Is Stronger Far Than Art.

Watchful Are The Gods Of All Hands With Slaughter Stained. The Black Furies Wait, And When A Man Has Grown By Luck, Not Justice, Great, With Sudden Overturn Of Chance They Wear Him To A Shade, And, Cast Down To Perdition, Who Shall Save Him?