No Clock Is More Regular Than The

I Build Only Living Stones--men.

Can There Be Any Greater Dotage In The World Than For One To Guide And Direct His Courses By The Sound Of A Bell, And Not By His Own Judgment.

The Belly Has No Ears Nor Is It To Be Filled With Fair Words.

A Habit Does Not A Monk Make.

Bottle, Whose Mysterious Deep Do's Ten Thousand Secrets Keep, With Attentive Ear I Wait; Ease My Mind, And Speak My Fate.