Men Should Be What They Seem.

Virtue Preserv'd From Fell Destruction's Blast, Led On By Heaven, And Crown'd With Joy At Last.

To Business That We Love We Rise Betime, And Go To't With Delight.

The Barge She Sat In, Like A Burnish'd Throne, Burnt On The Water.

Rich Honesty Dwells Like A Miser, Sir, In A Poor House; As Your Pearl In Your Foul Oyster.

Do Not For One Repulse, Forego The Purpose That You Resolved To Effect.