Who Is So Deafe, As He That

An Upbraided Morsell Never Choaked Any.

Words And Feathers The Wind Carries Away.

The Little Cannot Bee Great, Unlesse He Devoure Many. [the Little Cannot Be Great Unless He Devour Many.]

Although The Sun Shine, Leave Not Thy Cloake At Home.

A Feather In Hand Is Better Then A Bird In The Ayre.