No Profit To Honour, No Honour To

An Old Dog Barks Not In Vain.

To Seek These Things Is Lost Labour; Geese In An Oyle Pot, Fat Hogs Among Jews, And Wine In A Fishing Net.

Hee Is A Foole That Thinks Not That Another Thinks.

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

An Old Mans Staffe Is The Rapper Of Deaths Doore.