Your Face Is A Book, Where Men

What The Great Ones Do, The Less Will Prattle Of

Best Men Oft Are Moulded Out Of Faults.

Conscience Is But A Word That Cowards Use, Devised At First To Keep The Strong In Awe

Virtue That Transgresses Is But Patched With Sin; And Sin That Amends Is But Patched With Virtue.

Obey Thy Parents, Keep Thy Word Justly; Swear Not; Commit Not With Man's Sworn Spouse; Set Not Thy Sweet Heart On Proud Array. * * * Keep Thy Foot Out Of Brothels, Thy Pen From Lenders' Books.