The Fault Of The Horse Is Put

On Painting And Fighting Looke Aloofe. [on Painting And Fighting Look Aloof.]

Old Wine, And An Old Friend, Are Good Provisions.

Who Praiseth Saint Peter, Doth Not Blame Saint Paul.

When A Friend Askes, There Is No To Morrow. [when A Friend Asks, There Is No To-morrow.]

Follow Not Truth Too Near The Heels, Lest It Dash Out Thy Teeth.