One Sound Blow Will Serve

Old Men, When They Scorne Young, Make Much Of Death. [old Men, When They Scorn Young, Make Much Of Death.]

The Great Put The Little On The Hooke.

Ty It Well, And Let It Goe.

If Folly Were Griefe Every House Would Weepe. [if Folly Were Grief, Every House Would Weep.]

He That Is Warme, Thinkes All So.