A Pittifull Looke Askes Enough.

Hee That Falles Into The Durt, The Longer He Stayes There, The Fowler He Is.

The Crow Bewailes The Sheepe, And Then Eates It.

Dry Feet, Warme Head, Bring Safe To Bed.

Building And Marrying Of Children Are Great Wasters.

The Constancy Of The Benefit Of The Yeere In Their Seasons Argues A Deity.