He That Hath Lands Hath Quarrells.

Hee That Tells His Wife Newes Is But Newly Married.

Promising Is The Eve Of Giving.

To A Great Night, A Great Lanthorne.

A Mountaine And A River Are Good Neighbours.

I Envy No Man's Nightingale Or Spring; Nor Let Them Punish Me With Loss Of Rhyme, Who Plainly Say, My God, My King.