To Buy Deare Is Not

Vertue Now Is In Herbs And Stones And Words Onely.

A Little Given Seasonably Excuses A Great Gift.

Old Camels Carry Young Camels Skins To The Market.

He Plaies Well That Winnes. [he Plays Well That Wins.]

I Envy No Man's Nightingale Or Spring; Nor Let Them Punish Me With Loss Of Rhyme, Who Plainly Say, My God, My King.