You Have Witchcraft In Your Lips

A Jest's Prosperity Lies In The Ear Of Him That Hears It, Never In The Tongue Of Him That Makes It.

If Money Go Before, All Ways Do Lie Open.

To Saucy Doubts And Fears.

What's Past And What's To Come Is Strew'd With Husks And Formless Ruin Of Oblivion.

How Quickly Nature Falls Into Revolt When Gold Becomes Her Object! For This The Foolish Over-careful Fathers Have Broke Their Sleep With Thoughts, Their Brains With Care, Their Bones With Industry.