The Grey Mare Is The Better Horse.

It Is A Foul Bird That Filleth His Own Nest.

He That Will Not Whan He May,whan He Would, He Shall Haue Nay.

Now For Good Lucke, Cast An Old Shooe After Mee.

Let The World Slide, Let The World Go; A Fig For Care, And A Fig For Woe! If I Can't Pay, Why I Can Owe, And Death Makes Equal The High And Low.

The Greatest Clerkes Be Not The Wisest Men.