Gaming, Women, And Wine, While They Laugh

To A Child All Weather Is Cold.

If You Could Runne, As You Drinke, You Might Catch A Hare.

Feares Are Divided In The Midst.

One Mouth Doth Nothing Without Another.

He That Praiseth Himselfe Spattereth Himselfe. [he That Praiseth Himself Spatteteth Himself.]