Nothing Wears Clothes, But Man;

Who Eates The Kings Goose Uoydes The Feathers An Hundred Years After. [who Eats The King's Goose Voids The Feathers A Hundred Years After.]

Who Remove Stones, Bruise Their Fingers.

Of A Little Thing A Little Displeaseth.

Hee That Goes Barefoot, Must Not Plant Thornes.

Be Not Too Presumptuously Sure In Any Business; For Things Of This World Depend On Such A Train Of Unseen Chances That If It Were In Man's Hands To Set The Tables, Still He Would Not Be Certain To Win The Game.