God Sends Cold According To Clothes.

Who Letts His Wife Goe To Every Feast, And His Horse Drinke At Every Water, Shall Neither Have Good Wife Nor Good Horse.

The World Is Now Adayes, God Save The Conquerour.

The Foole Askes Much, But Hee Is More Foole That Grants It.

Death Keeps No Calendar.

A Caske And An Ill Custome Must Be Broken.