To Be Nameless In Worthy Deeds Exceeds

Gravestones Tell Truth Scarce Forty Years.

A Man May Be In As Just Possession Of The Truth As Of A City, And Yet Be Forced To Surrender.

As Sins Proceed They Ever Multiply, And Like Figures In Arithmetic, The Last Stands For More Than All That Wert Before It.

Do The Devils Lie? No; For Then Even Hell Could Not Subsist.

Gold Once Out Of The Earth Is No More Due Unto It; What Was Unreasonably Committed To The Ground, Is Reasonably Resumed From It; Let Monuments And Rich Fabricks, Not Riches, Adorn Men's Ashes.