To death we must stoop, be we high, be we low, But how and how suddenly few be that know -, What carry we then but a sheet to the grave, To cover this carcass, of all that we have?'

HAST thou a Friend, as heart may wish at will? Then use him so, to have his friendship still. Would'st have a Friend, would'st know what friend is best? Have G…

God sendeth and giveth both mouth and the meat.

Dry sun, dry wind; Safe bind, safe find. 5