God Never Sends The Mouth But He

Feed By Measure, And Defy The Physician.

All Things On Earth Thus Change, Some Up, Some Down; Content's A Kingdom, And I Wear That Crown.

It's No Use Closing The Barn Door After The Horse Is Gone.

And While I At Length Debate And Beate The Bush, There Shall Steppe In Other Men And Catch The Burdes.

When The Sun Shineth, Make Hay.