One Good Turne Asketh Another.

A Good Wife Maketh A Good Husband.

She Is Nether Fish Nor Flesh, Nor Good Red Herring.

It Is Good The Have A Hatch Before The Durre.

What A Time Herbs And Weeds, And Such Things Could Talk, A Man In His Garden One Day Did Walk, Spying A Nettle Green (as Th'emeraude) Spread In A Bed Of Roses Like The Ruby Red. Between Which Two Colors He Thought, But His Eye, The Green Nettle Did The Red Rose Beautify. "how Be It," He Asked The Nettle, "what Thing Made Him So Pert? So Nigh The Rose To Spring.

Ill Wéede Growth Fast.