Religion A Stalking Horse To Shoot Other

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

Hee That Is In A Towne In May Loseth His Spring.

Wine Makes All Sorts Of Creatures At Table.

Better The Feet Slip Then The Tongue.

Reason And Speech We Onely Bring.