He That Hath No Hony In His

In The House Of A Fidler, All Fiddle. [in The House Of The Fiddler All Fiddle.]

The Corne Hides It Self In The Snow, As An Old Man In Furrs.

Money Wants No Followers.

Who Hath No Head, Needes No Heart.

Serve A Noble Disposition, Though Poore, The Time Comes That Hee Will Repay Thee.