If You Would Bee At

Would You Know What Money Is, Go Borrow Some.

Who Would Have Thought My Shrivel'd Heart Could Have Recovered Greenness?

Lie Not, Neither To Thyself, Nor Man, Nor God. Let Mouth And Heart Be One; Beat And Speak Together, And Make Both Felt In Action. It Is For Cowards To Lie.

Silke Doth Quench The Fire In The Kitchin.

Calmness Is Great Advantage; He That Lets Another Chafe, May Warm Him At His Fire.