Every One Hath A Foole In His

The Filth Under The White Snow, The Sunne Discovers.

The Sight Of A Man Hath The Force Of A Lyon.

Envy Not Greatness: For Thou Mak'st Thereby Thyself The Worse, And So The Distance Greater.

The Great Would Have None Great And The Little All Little.

He That Will Do Thee A Good Turne, Either He Will Be Gon Or Dye.