He Plaies Well That Winnes. [he Plays

For Want Of A Naile The Shoe Is Lost, For Want Of A Shoe The Horse Is Lost, For Want Of A Horse The Rider Is Lost.

A Full Belly Neither Fights Nor Flies Well.

Who Shuts His Hand Has Lost His Gold, Who Opens It Hath It Twice Told.

All Our Pompe The Earth Covers.

Hee That Hath A Wife And Children Wants Not Businesse.