The Noise Is Greater Then The Nuts.

The Corne Hides It Self In The Snow, As An Old Man In Furrs.

Storms Make Oaks Take Deeper Root.

Who Hath No More Bread Then Neede, Must Not Keepe A Dog.

He That Hath No Hony In His Pot, Let Him Have It In His Mouth.

Too Much Taking Heede Is Losse. [too Much Taking Heed Is Loss.]