Pale Death with impartial tread beats at the poor mans cottage door and at the palaces of kings.
Make money money by fair means if you can if not but any means money.
Pale death knocks with impartial foot at poor mens hovels and kings palaces.
You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren.
The man is either mad, or he is making verses.
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water.