Knowledge Is Folly Unless Grace Guide It.

To A Good Spender God Is The Treasurer.

Who Goes To Bed, And Doth Not Pray, Maketh Two Nights To Every Day!

To Go Where The King Goes Afoot (i.e. To The Stool).

Listen, Sweet Dove, Unto My Song, And Spread Thy Golden Wings In Me; Hatching My Tender Heart So Long, Till It Get Wing, And Flie Away With Thee.

The Command Of Custome Is Great.