Craft Against Craft Makes No Living.

If The Mother Had Not Beene In The Oven, Shee Had Never Sought Her Daughter There.

When Age Is Jocond It Makes Sport For Death. [when Age Is Jocund, It Makes Sport For Death.]

Doe What Thou Oughtest, And Come What Come Can.

It Is Good To Hold The Asse By The Bridle.

To Fine Folkes A Little Ill Finely Wrapt.