The Life Of Spies Is To Know,

Hee That Labours And Thrives Spins Gold.

The Drunkard Forfeits Man And Doth Divest All Wordly Right, Save What He Hath By Beast.

The Best Smell Is Bread; The Best Saver, Salt; The Best Love, That Of Children.

Forbeare Not Sowing Because Of Birds.

It's No Sure Rule To Fish With A Cros-bow.