Is Not This Lily Pure? What Fuller

What Treasures Here Do Mammon's Sons Behold! Yet Know That All That Which Glitters Is Not Gold.

Sin, When It Is Finished, Bringeth Forth Death.

What Well-advised Ear Regards What Earth Can Say? Thy Words Are Gold, But Thy Rewards Are Painted Clay.

Virtue Is Nothing But An Act Of Loving That Which Is To Be Beloved, And That Act Is Prudence, From Whence Not To Be Removed By Constraint Is Fortitude; Not To Be Allured By Enticements Is Temperance; Not To Be Diverted By Pride Is Justice.

Other Vices Make Their Own Way; This Makes Way For All Vices. He That Is A Drunkard Is Qualified For All Vice.