A Caske And An Ill Custome Must

Hee Is Rich Enough That Wants Nothing.

With Customes Wee Live Well, But Lawes Undoe Us.

When A Dog Is Drowning, Everyone Offers Him A Drink.

It's A Dangerous Fire Begins In The Bed-straw.

Bees Work For Man, And Yet They Never Bruise Their Master's Flower, But Leave It Having Done, As Fair As Ever And As Fit To Use; So Both The Flower Doth Stay And Honey Run.