Stay A Little And News Will Find

Sinnes Are Not Knowne Till They Bee Acted.

Disgraces Are Like Cherries, One Drawes Another. [disgraces Are Like Cherries, One Draws Another.]

Give Loosers Leave To Talke.

Modesty Sets Off One Newly Come To Honour.

Who Shuts His Hand Has Lost His Gold, Who Opens It Hath It Twice Told.