The Wolfe Knowes, What The Ill Beast

Envy Not Greatness: For Thou Mak'st Thereby Thyself The Worse, And So The Distance Greater.

He Who Cannot Forgive Breaks The Bridge Over Which He Himself Must Pass.

Who Eates The Kings Goose Uoydes The Feathers An Hundred Years After. [who Eats The King's Goose Voids The Feathers A Hundred Years After.]

It Is Part Of A Poor Spirit To Undervalue Himself And Blush.

You Must Strike In Measure, When There Are Many To Strike On One Anvile.