To Whirle The Eyes Too Much Shewes

When You Are An Anvill, Hold You Still; When You Are A Hammer, Strike Your Fill.

By No Means Run In Debt: Take Thine Own Measure, Who Cannot Live On Twenty Pound A Year, Cannot On Forty.

The Thought Hath Good Leggs, And The Quill A Good Tongue.

Service Without Reward Is Punishment.

Who Is The Honest Man? He That Doth Still And Strongly Good Pursue To God, His Neighbor, And Himself Most True: Whom Neither Force Nor Fawning Can Unpin, Or Wrench From Giving All Their Due.