There is a method in man's wickedness:
It grows up by degrees.

There is a method in man's wickedness:
It grows up by degrees.

Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.

Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.

Scared out of his seven senses.

Scared out of his seven senses.

The shadow of a mighty name.

The shadow of a mighty name.

But we are all men
In our own natures frail.

But we are all men
In our own natures frail.

Unless your works lead to profit, vain is your glory in them.

Unless your works lead to profit, vain is your glory in them.

Custom is second nature.
[Lat., Consuetudo est secunda natura.]

Custom is second nature.
[Lat., Consuetudo est secunda natura.]

A woman conceales what shee knowes not.

A woman conceales what shee knowes not.

Great businesses turne on a little pinne.

Great businesses turne on a little pinne.