Weening Is Not Measure.

Castles Are Forrests Of Stones.

Who Letts His Wife Goe To Every Feast, And His Horse Drinke At Every Water, Shall Neither Have Good Wife Nor Good Horse.

The Love Of Money And The Love Of Learning Rarely Meet.

Hee That Wipes The Childs Nose, Kisseth The Mothers Cheeke.

When A Friend Askes, There Is No To Morrow. [when A Friend Asks, There Is No To-morrow.]