A Woman Conceales What Shee Knowes Not.

There Is No Jollitie But Hath A Smack Of Folly. [there Is No Jollity But Hath A Smack Of Folly.]

One Eye Of The Masters Sees More, Then Ten Of The Servants. [one Eye Of The Master Sees More Than Ten Of The Servants']

Gold Thou Mayst Safely Touch; But If It Stick Unto Thy Hands, It Woundeth To The Quick.

Who Hastens A Glutton Choakes Him.

Who Would Have Thought My Shrivel'd Heart Could Have Recovered Greenness?