Hee That Is Throwne Would Ever Wrestle.

He That Hath One Foot In The Straw, Hath Another In The Spittle.

O What A Sight Were Man, If His Attires Did Alter With His Minde; And Like A Dolphins Skinne, His Clothes Combin'd With His Desires!

In Cloths Cheap Handsomeness, Doth Bear The Bell.

Great Trees Are Good For Nothing But Shade.

Science Stands, A Too Competant Servant, Behind Her Wrangling Underbred Masters, Holding Out Resources, Devices, And Remedies They Are Too Stupid To Use. ... And On Its Material Side, A Modern Utopia Must Needs Present These Gifts As Taken.