There Is More Talke Then Trouble.

Money, Thou Bane Of Bliss, And Source Of Woe, Whence Cam'st Thou, That Thou Art So Fresh And Fine? I Know Thy Parentage Is Base And Low: Man Found Thee Poor And Dirty In A Mine.

Power Seldome Grows Old At Court.

Hee That Demands Misseth Not, Unlesse His Demands Be Foolish.

He That Serves, Must Serve.

Parsons Are Soules Waggoners.