When All Sinnes Grow Old, Coveteousnesse Is

Spectacles Are Deaths Harquebuze. [spectacles Are Death's Arquebuse.]

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

The Cow Knows Not What Her Tail Is Worth Till She Has Lost It.

Some Make A Conscience Of Spitting In The Church, Yet Robbe The Altar.

Make Hast To An Ill Way That You May Get Out Of It.