Alack, There Lies More Peril In Thine

It Provokes The Desire But It Takes Away The Performance. Therefore Much Drink May Be Said To Be An Equivocator With Lechery: It Makes Him And It Mars Him; It Sets Him On And It Takes Him Off.

The Robbed That Smiles, Steals Something From The Thief.

A Sentence Is But A Cheveril Glove To A Good Wit; How Quickly The Wrong Side May Be Turned Outward!

Their Lips Were Four Red Roses On A Stalk.

When Lenity And Cruelty Play For A Kingdom, The Gentler Gamester Is The Soonest Winner