Everyone Thinks His Sack Heaviest.

The Best Of The Sport Is To Doe The Deede, And Say Nothing.

Thou Hast Death In Thy House, And Dost Bewaile Anothers.

Bees Work For Man, And Yet They Never Bruise Their Master's Flower, But Leave It Having Done, As Fair As Ever And As Fit To Use; So Both The Flower Doth Stay And Honey Run.

A Poore Beauty Finds More Lovers Then Husbands.

A Servant With This Clause Makes Drudgery Divine; Who Sweeps A Room As Forthy Laws Makes It And Th'action Fine.