Wood Halfe Burnt Is Easily Kindled. [wood

Hee That Falles Into The Durt, The Longer He Stayes There, The Fowler He Is.

The Higher The Ape Goes, The More He Shewes His Taile. [the Higher The Ape Goes, The More He Shows His Tail.]

One Graine Fills Not A Sacke, But Helpes His Fellowes.

One Flower Makes No Garland.

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