Persons Unmask Their Evilest Qualities When They

An Ill Deede Cannot Bring Honour.

Drink Not The Third Glass, Which Thou Canst Not Tame, When Once It Is Within Thee; But Before Mayst Rule It, As Thou List: And Pour The Shame, Which It Would Pour On Thee, Upon The Floor. It Is Most Just To Throw That On The Ground, Which Would Throw Me There, If I Keep The Round.

It's Better To Be Head Of A Lyzard, Then The Tayle Of A Lyon.

Every Thing New Is Fine.

The Best Of The Sport Is To Doe The Deede, And Say Nothing.