Death, A Necessary End, Will Come When

He Hath Eaten Me Out Of House And Home.

Beware Of Entrance To A Quarrel.

If Thou Dost Seek To Have What Thou Dost Hide, By Self-example Mayst Thou Be Denied.

Could Beauty, My Lord, Have Better Commerce Than With Honesty?

This Fellow Pecks Up Wit, As Pigeons Peas; And Utters It Again When God Doth Please: He Is Wit's Pedler; And Retails His Wares.