In Thy Foul Throat Thou Liest.

Do Not Spread The Compost On The Weeds.

Being Holiday, The Beggar's Shop Is Shut.

Don't Judge A Man's Conscience By Looking At His Face Cause He May Have A Bad Heart.

All's Well That Ends Well; Still The Fine's The Crown. Whate'er The Course, The End Is The Renown.

You Cram These Words Into Mine Ears Against The Stomach Of My Sense.