Send Not A Catt For Lard.

He That Hath Little Is The Lesse Durtie.

Wealth Is Like Rheume, It Falles On The Weakest Parts.

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

He That's Long A Giving, Knowes Not How To Give.

There Needs A Long Time To Know The Worlds Pulse.