In Cloths Cheap Handsomeness, Doth

The Crow Bewailes The Sheepe, And Then Eates It.

He Is A Great Necromancer, For He Asks Counsel Counsell Of The Dead (i.e. Books).

Evils Have Their Comfort, Good None Can Support.

Who Is So Deafe, As He That Will Not Hear?

Go Not For Every Grief To The Physician, Nor For Every Quarrell To The Lawyer, Nor For Every Thirst To The Pot.