He Lives Unsafely, That Lookes Too Neere

Play With A Foole At Home, And He Will Play With You In The Market.

Waight And Measure Take Away Strife.

I Was Taken By A Morsell, Saies The Fish. [i Was Taken By A Morsel, Says The Fish.]

Let An Ill Man Lie In Thy Straw, And He Looks To Be Thy Heire.

There Is No Heat Of Affection But Is Joyned With Some Idlenesse Of Brain, Says The Spaniard.