Hasty Marriage Seldom Proveth Well.

Enjoy The Honey-heavy Dew Of Slumber.

To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.

Scratching Could Not Make It Worse, An't Were Such A Face As Yours Were.

Our Praises Are Our Wages.

But I Will Be, A Bridegroom In My Death, And Run Into't As To A Lover's Bed.