Trust Not One Night's Ice.

A City That Parlies Is Half Gotten. [a City That Parleys Is Half Gotten.]

Love Is Not Found In The Market.

Shewa Good Man His Errour And He Turnes It To A Vertue, But An Ill, It Doubles His Fault.

The Tongue Walkes Where The Teeth Speede Not.

Jest Not With The Eye Or With Religion.