I Know On Which Side My Bread

The Still Sowe Eats Up All The Draffe.

Though Ye Loue Not To Bye The Pyg In The Poke,yet Snatche Ye At The Poke, That The Pyg Is In,not For The Poke, But The Pyg Good Chepe To Wyn.

Let The World Wagge, And Take Mine Ease In Myne Inne.

When All Candles Be Out, All Cats Be Grey.

A Hard Beginning Maketh A Good Ending.