In A Great River Great Fish Are

He That Trusts In A Lie, Shall Perish In Truth.

Only A Sweet And Virtuous Soul, Like Season'd Timbered, Never Gives; But Though The Whole World Turn To Coal, Then Chiefly Lives.

He That Measures Not Himselfe, Is Measured.

That From Small Fires Comes Oft No Small Mishap.

Never Had Ill Workeman Good Tooles.