Nor Fire, Nor Rocks, Can Stop Our

Wisdom Not Only Gets, But Once Got, Retains.

The Next Way Home's The Farthest Way About.

Lust Is An Immoderate Wantonness Of The Flesh, A Sweet Poison, A Cruel Pestilence; A Pernicious Poison, Which Weakeneth The Body Of Man, And Effeminateth The Strength Of The Heroic Mind.

Toyish Airs Please Trivial Ears.

Wouldst Thou Multiply Thy Riches? Diminish Them Wisely; Or Wouldst Thou Make Thy Estate Entire? Divide It Charitably. Seeds That Are Scattered Increase; But, Hoarded Up, They Perish.