Brabling Curres Never Want Torne Eares.

We Batchelors Laugh And Shew Our Teeth, But You Married Men Laugh Till Your Hearts Ake.

Great Businesses Turne On A Little Pinne.

None Is Borne Master.

You Must Strike In Measure, When There Are Many To Strike On One Anvile.

Silke Doth Quench The Fire In The Kitchin.