A Piece Of A Churchyard Fits Everybody.

The Chollerick Drinkes, The Melancholick Eats, The Flegmatick Sleepes.

Take Heed Of A Young Wench, A Prophetesse, And A Lattin Bred Woman.

Who Hath No Hast In His Businesse, Mountaines To Him Seeme Valleys.

A Dead Bee Maketh No Hony.

He Lives Unsafely, That Lookes Too Neere On Things.