An Old Cat Sports Not With Her

In The House Of A Fidler, All Fiddle. [in The House Of The Fiddler All Fiddle.]

He That Hath No Hony In His Pot, Let Him Have It In His Mouth.

Chuse A Horse Made, And A Wife To Make.

True Beauty Lives On High. Ours Is But A Flame Borrowed Thence.

Make Hast To An Ill Way That You May Get Out Of It.