Hee Looseth Nothing, That Looseth Not God.

Take Heed Of A Young Wench, A Prophetesse, And A Lattin Bred Woman.

Great Deservers Grow Intolerable Presumers.

Drink Not The Third Glass, Which Thou Canst Not Tame, When Once It Is Within Thee; But Before Mayst Rule It, As Thou List: And Pour The Shame, Which It Would Pour On Thee, Upon The Floor. It Is Most Just To Throw That On The Ground, Which Would Throw Me There, If I Keep The Round.

Anothers Bread Costs Deare.

From A Chollerick Man Withdraw A Little; From Him That Saies Nothing, For Ever. [from A Choleric Man Withdraw A Little; From Him That Says Nothing, For Ever.]