Hee That Is In A Towne In

If Thou Thy Selfe Canst Doe It, Attend No Others Helpe Or Hand.

A Sleepy Master Makes His Servant A Lowt.

A Blustering Night, A Faire Day. [a Blustering Night, A Fair Day.]

This Missing Science Of Heredity, This Unworked Mine Of Knowledge On The Borderland Of Biology And Anthropology, Which For All Practical Purposes Is As Unworked Now As It Was In The Days Of Plato, Is, In Simple Truth, Ten Times More Important To Humanity Than All The Chemistry And Physics, All The Technical And Indsutrial Science That Ever Has Been Or Ever Will Be Discovered.

He That Is Once Borne, Once Must Dy.