Vertue Never Growes Old.

Good Words Quench More Then A Bucket Of Water.

That Flesh Is But The Glasse, Which Holds The Dust That Measures All Our Time; Which Also Shall Be Crumbled Into Dust.

Take Heed Of A Person Marked, And A Widdow Thrice Married. [take Heed Of A Person Marked, And A Widow Thrice Married.]

To Speake Of An Vsurer At The Table Marres The Wine.

What One Day Gives Us, Another Takes Away From Us. [what One Day Gives, Another Takes Away From Us.]