Ful Wys Is He That Kan Hymselven

One Cannot Be Avenged For Every Wrong; According To The Occasion, Everyone Who Knows How, Must Use Temperance.

With Emptie Hands Men May No Haukes Lure.

Take A Cat, Nourish It Well With Milk And Tender Meat, Make It A Couch Of Silk.

And Gladly Would He Learn, And Gladly Teach

He Who Accepts His Poverty Unhurt I'd Say Is Rich Although He Lacked A Shirt. But Truly Poor Are They Who Whine And Fret And Covet What They Cannot Hope To Get.