Vertue Now Is In Herbs And Stones

Shewa Good Man His Errour And He Turnes It To A Vertue, But An Ill, It Doubles His Fault.

The Wine In The Bottle Does Not Quench Thirst.

Who Hath No Hast In His Businesse, Mountaines To Him Seeme Valleys.

A Wolfe Will Never Make War Against Another Wolfe.

Bells Call Others, But Themselves Enter Not Into The Church.