If Yee Would Know A Knave, Give

He That Hath Lands Hath Quarrells.

The Frier Preached Against Stealing, And Had A Goose In His Sleeve.

Hee That Strikes With His Tongue, Must Ward With His Head.

A Rugged Stone Growes Smooth From Hand To Hand.

It's An Ill Councell That Hath No Escape.