When The Foxe Preacheth, Beware Geese.

True Beauty Dwells On High: Ours Is A Flame But Borrowed Thence To Light Us Thither. Beauty And Beauteous Words Should Go Together.

I Was Taken By A Morsell, Saies The Fish. [i Was Taken By A Morsel, Says The Fish.]

What Your Glasse Telles You, Will Not Be Told By Councell.

Send Not A Catt For Lard.

Who Letts His Wife Goe To Every Feast, And His Horse Drinke At Every Water, Shall Neither Have Good Wife Nor Good Horse.