Man Proposeth, God Disposeth.

To Him That Will, Waies Are Not Wanting.

The Morning Sunne Never Lasts A Day.

I Had Rather Ride On An Ass That Carries Me Than A Horse That Throws Me.

A Blustering Night, A Faire Day. [a Blustering Night, A Fair Day.]

God Is At The End, When We Thinke He Is Furthest Off It.