The miser is ever in want.

The miser is ever in want.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

All places that the eye of heaven visits,
Are to a wise man ports and happy havens.

All places that the eye of heaven visits,
Are to a wise man ports and happy havens.

Ther's no great banquet but some fares ill.

Ther's no great banquet but some fares ill.

Dearths foreseene come not.

Dearths foreseene come not.

Grief diminishes when it has nothing to grow upon.

Grief diminishes when it has nothing to grow upon.

He that staies does the businesse.

He that staies does the businesse.

Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]

Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]

Unto the pure all things are pure.

Unto the pure all things are pure.