Hee That Repaires Not A Part, Builds

If Folly Were Griefe Every House Would Weepe. [if Folly Were Grief, Every House Would Weep.]

Men Speake Of The Faire, As Things Went With Them There.

The Law Is Not The Same At Morning And At Night.

Pardons And Pleasantnesse Are Great Revenges Of Slanders.

Take Heed Of Foul Dirty Wayes, And Long Sicknesse.