Throw Away Thy Rod, Throw Away Thy

An Old Mans Staffe Is The Rapper Of Deaths Doore.

You Cannot Hide An Eele In A Sacke.

Was Ever Grief Like Mine?

The Jewes Spend At Easter, The Moors At Marriages, The Christians In Sutes.

Of A Pigs Taile You Can Never Make A Good Shaft. [of A Pig's Tail You Can Never Make A Good Shaft.]