He Cannot Be Vertuous That Is Not

A Scepter Is One Thing, And A Ladle Another.

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

You Cannot Hide An Eele In A Sacke.

Let Thy Mind Still Be Bent, Still Plotting, Where, And When, And How Thy Business May Be Done. Slackness Breeds Worms; But The Sure Traveller, Though He Alights Sometimes Still Goeth On.

Nothing Lasts But The Church.