The Love Of Liberty With Life Is

Trust On And Think To-morrow Will Repay; To-morrow's Falser Than The Former Day; Lies Worse; And While It Says, We Shall Be Blest With Some New Joys, Cuts Off What We Possest.

The Wretched Have No Friends.

Let Grace And Goodness Be The Principal Loadstone Of Thy Affections.

The First Is The Law, The Last Prerogative.

When A Man's Life Is Under Debate, The Judge Can Ne'er Too Long Deliberate.