It 's No Fish Ye 're Buying,

Spur Not An Unbroken Horse; Put Not Your Plowshare Too Deep Into New Land.

Recollect That The Almighty, Who Gave The Dog To Be Companion Of Our Pleasures And Our Toils, Hath Invested Him With A Nature Noble And Incapable Of Deceit.

Where Lives The Man That Has Not Tried How Mirth Can Into Folly Glide, And Folly Into Sin!

The Lover's Pleasure, Like That Of The Hunter, Is In The Chase, And The Brightest Beauty Loses Half Its Merit, As The Flower Its Perfume, When The Willing Hand Can Reach It Too Easily. There Must Be Doubt; There Must Be Difficulty And Danger.

Discretion Is The Perfection Of Reason, And A Guide To Us In All The Duties Of Life.