Whether Goest, Griefe? Where I Am Wont.

I Had Rather Aske Of My Sire Browne Bread, Then Borrow Of My Neighbour White.

An Ill Labourer Quarrells With His Tooles.

None Is Borne Master.

If I Have Enough For Myself And Family, I Am Steward Only For Myself; If I Have More, I Am But A Steward Of That Abundance For Others.

Emptie Vessels Sound Most.