(plates 7-10)

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and

your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the

palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity.

He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the

plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree

that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a

star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has

no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock; but of

wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or

a trap. Bring out number, weight