All Are Not Merry That Dance Lightly.

When My House Burnes, It's Not Good Playing At Chesse.

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

A Gift Much Expected Is Paid, Not Given.

There Is No Heat Of Affection But Is Joyned With Some Idlenesse Of Brain, Says The Spaniard.

Craft Against Craft Makes No Living.