A Hatt Is Not Made

Parsons Are Soules Waggoners.

Hee That Hath A Fox For His Mate, Hath Neede Of A Net At His Girdle.

God Strikes With His Finger, And Not With All His Arm.

I Had Rather Ride On An Ass That Carries Me Than A Horse That Throws Me.

Withough Danger You Cannot Go Beyond Danger.