Foolish Tongues Talke By The Dozen.

Who Eates The Kings Goose Uoydes The Feathers An Hundred Years After. [who Eats The King's Goose Voids The Feathers A Hundred Years After.]

An Old Friend Is A New House.

Every Path Hath A Puddle.

The Tree That God Plants, No Winde Hurts It.

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