When A Lackey Comes To Hells Doore,

The Germans Wit Is In His Fingers.

Who Goes To Bed, And Doth Not Pray, Maketh Two Nights To Every Day!

That Is Gold Which Is Worth Gold.

The More Women Looke In Their Glasse, The Lesse They Looke To Their House. [the More Women Look In Their Glass, The Less They Look To Their House.]

A Faire Death Honours The Whole Life.