Religion, Credit, And The Eye Are Not

If Fooles Should Not Foole It, They Shall Lose Their Season.

We Are Fooles One To Another.

I Read, And Sigh, And Wish I Were A Tree; For Sure Then I Should Grow To Fruit Or Shade: At Least Some Bird Would Trust Her Household To Me, And I Should Be Just.

You Cannot Make A Wind-mill Goe With A Paire Of Bellowes.

The Mouse That Hath But One Hole Is Quickly Taken.