Be Of Comfort, And Your Heavy Sorrow

Hunger Makes Hard Beans Sweet.

It Had Need To Bee A Wylie Mouse That Should Breed In The Cats Eare.

Hit The Nail On The Head.

I Pray Thee Let Me And My Fellow Have A Haire Of The Dog That Bit Us Last Night.

Let The World Slide, Let The World Go; A Fig For Care, And A Fig For Woe! If I Can't Pay, Why I Can Owe, And Death Makes Equal The High And Low.