The Poor Have Little; Beggars, None; The

There Is Always Room For The Man Of Force.

I Believe Long Habits Of Virtue Have A Sensible Effect On The Countenance.

Snowy Winter, A Plentiful Harvest.

The King's Cheese Is Half Wasted In Parings: But No Matter, 'tis Made Of The People's Milk.

One Man May Be More Cunning Than Another, But Not More Cunning Than Every Body Else.