He That Marries Late, Marries Ill.

War Is Death's Feast.

How Wide Is All This Long Pretense! There Is In Love A Sweetness Ready Penned, Copy Out Only That, And Save Expense.

He That Staies Does The Businesse.

The Body Is More Drest Then The Soule.

If The Wise Erred Not, It Would Goe Hard With Fooles. [if The Wise Erred Not, It Would Go Hard With Fools.]