Religion, Credit, And The Eye Are Not

Prosperity Lets Goe The Bridle.

In A Good House All Is Quickly Ready.

The Love Of Money And The Love Of Learning Rarely Meet.

An Ill Deed Cannot Bring Honor.

I Read, And Sigh, And Wish I Were A Tree; For Sure Then I Should Grow To Fruit Or Shade: At Least Some Bird Would Trust Her Household To Me, And I Should Be Just.