Though Punishment Be Slow, Still It Comes.

To Go Where The King Goes Afoot (i.e. To The Stool).

Hee That Hath Patience Hath Fatt Thrushes For A Farthing.

The Soule Needs Few Things, The Body Many.

Well May Hee Smell Fire, Whose Gowne Burnes.

Little Losses Amaze, Great Tame.