The Cow Knows Not What Her Tail

'it's This Accursed Science,' I Cried. 'it's The Very Devil. The Mediaeval Priests And Persecutors Were Right, And The Moderns Are All Wrong. You Tamper With It-and It Offers You Gifts. And Directly You Take Them It Knocks You To Pieces In Some Unexpected Way.'

Ill Natures, The More You Aske Them, The More They Stick.

He That Is Warme, Thinkes All So.

Though The Fox Run, The Chicken Hath Wings.

The Eye Is Bigger Then The Belly. [the Eye Is Bigger Than The Belly.]