Good Swimmers At Length Are Drowned.

He That Is Not Handsome At 20, Nor Strong At 30, Nor Rich At 40, Nor Wise At 50, Will Never Be Handsome, Strong, Rich Or Wise.

In Good Yeares Corne Is Hay, In Ill Yeares Straw Is Corne.

Not Only Ought Fortune To Be Pictured On A Wheel, But Every Thing Else In This World.

Who Remove Stones, Bruise Their Fingers.

God Strikes Not With Both Hands, For To The Sea He Made Heavens, And To Rivers Foords.