He Plaies Well That Winnes. [he Plays

Give A Clown Your Finger, And He Will Take Your Hand.

Disgraces Are Like Cherries, One Drawes Another. [disgraces Are Like Cherries, One Draws Another.]

For All May Have, If They Dare To Try, A Glorious Life, Or Grave.

The Fatt Man Knoweth Not, What The Leane Thinketh.

To Seek These Things Is Lost Labour; Geese In An Oyle Pot, Fat Hogs Among Jews, And Wine In A Fishing Net.