No Love Is Foule, Nor Prison Fair.

He That Commits A Fault, Thinkes Every One Speakes Of It. [he That Commits A Fault Thinks Everyone Speaks Of It.]

The Ill That Comes Out Of Our Mouth Falles Into Our Bosome.

He That Makes His Bed Ill, Lies There.

Hee That Makes A Thing Too Fine, Breakes It.

To A Gratefull Man Give Mony When He Askes.