Covetousnesse Breaks The Bag.

Let An Ill Man Lie In Thy Straw, And He Looks To Be Thy Heire.

The Longest Day Hath An Eueninge.

A Crooked Log Makes A Strait Fire.

Play Not For Gain, But Sport. Who Plays For More Than He Can Lose With Pleasure, Stakes His Heart; Perhaps His Wife's Too, And Whom She Hath Bore.

Hee A Beast Doth Die, That Hath Done No Good To His Country.