An Upbraided Morsell Never Choaked Any.

Health Without Money Is Halfe An Ague.

The Chiefe Boxe Of Health Is Time.

Who Shuts His Hand Has Lost His Gold, Who Opens It Hath It Twice Told.

He Thinkes Not Well, That Thinkes Not Againe.

Take Heed Of Winde That Comes In At A Hole, And A Reconciled Enemy.