Poor Thieves In Halters We Behold; And

If Thou Hast No Inferiors, Have Patience Awhile, And Thou Shalt Have No Superiors. The Grave Requires No Marshal.

Whose Gold Is Double With A Careful Hand, His Cares Are Double.

Wickedness Is Its Own Punishment.

Heav'n Is Not Always Got By Running.

Though Virtue Give A Ragged Livery, She Gives A Golden Cognizance; If Her Service Make Thee Poor, Blush Not. Thy Poverty May Disadvantage Thee, But Not Dishonor Thee.