Fine Words Dresse Ill Deedes.

Wouldst Thou Both Eat Thy Cake And Have It?

One Faire Day In Winter Makes Not Birds Merrie.

The Slothful Is The Servant Of The Counters.

At Dinner My Man Appeares.

Reason Lies Betweene The Spurre And The Bridle. [reason Lies Between The Spur And The Bridle.]