Who Hath A Wolfe For His Mate,

The Rich Knowes Not Who Is His Friend. [the Rich Knows Not Who Is His Friend.]

A Sad, Wise Valor Is The Brave Complexion.

Hee That Wipes The Childs Nose, Kisseth The Mothers Cheeke.

He Complaines Wrongfully On The Sea That Twice Suffers Shipwrack.

Avoid,profaneness; Come Not Here: Nothing But Holy, Pure, And Clear, Or That Which Groaneth To Be So, May At His Peril Further Go.