If A Good Man Thrive, All Thrive

He That Hath Children, All His Morsels Are Not His Owne.

Who Hath Bitter In His Mouth, Spits Not All Sweet.

Hee That Will Deceive The Fox, Must Rise Betimes.

I Escaped The Thunder, And Fell Into The Lightning.

Hee That Would Be A Gentleman, Let Him Goe To An Assault.