Good Land, Evill Way.

Promising Is The Eve Of Giving.

Hee That Burnes His House Warmes Himselfe For Once.

In An Hundred Elles Of Contention, There Is Not An Inch Of Love.

Gold Thou Mayst Safely Touch; But If It Stick Unto Thy Hands, It Woundeth To The Quick.

One Hour's Sleep Before Midnight Is Worth Three After.