Fair Words Cost Nothing.

No Retreat. No Retreat. They Must Conquer Or Die Who've No Retreat.

Who Friendship With A Knave Hath Made, Is Judged A Partner In The Trade.

From Kings To Cobblers 'tis The Same; Bad Servants Wound Their Masters' Fame.

A Woman's Friendship Ever Ends In Love.

Who Hath Not Heard The Rich Complain Of Surfeits, And Corporeal Pain? He Barr'd From Every Use Of Wealth, Envies The Ploughman's Strength And Health.