Let All Thy Joys Be As The

If Thou Be Rich, Strive To Command Thy Money, Lest It Command Thee.

Let All Thy Joys Be As The Month Of May,and All Thy Days Be As A Marriage Day.

The Goods We Spend We Keep; And What We Save We Lose; And Only What We Lose We Have.

Though Virtue Give A Ragged Livery, She Gives A Golden Cognizance; If Her Service Make Thee Poor, Blush Not. Thy Poverty May Disadvantage Thee, But Not Dishonor Thee.

Physicians, Of All Men, Are Most Happy; Whatever Good Success Soever They Have, The World Proclaimeth; And What Faults They Commit, The Earth Covereth.