The Crow Bewailes The Sheepe, And Then

The Little Cannot Bee Great, Unlesse He Devoure Many. [the Little Cannot Be Great Unless He Devour Many.]

If You Could Runne, As You Drinke, You Might Catch A Hare.

If The Mother Had Not Beene In The Oven, Shee Had Never Sought Her Daughter There.

An Old Mans Staffe Is The Rapper Of Deaths Doore.

To Him That Will, Waies Are Not Wanting.