Hee stands not surely, that never slips.

Hee that brings good newes knockes hard.

The bit that one eates, no friend makes.

Hee that labours and thrives spins gold.

But who does hawk at eagles with a dove?

The first and last frosts are the worst.

The goate must browse where she is tyed.

He that once deceives is ever suspected.

Dry feet, warme head, bring safe to bed.

In doing we learne. [In doing we learn.]

Every one is witty for his owne purpose.

Every sin brings its punishment with it.

A shippe and a woman are ever repairing.

The thread breakes, where it is weakest.

Faire words makes mee looke to my purse.

He that hath little is the lesse durtie.

Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.

Harken to reason or shee will bee heard.

To a greedy eating horse a short halter.

To him that will, waies are not wanting.

Two ill meales make the third a glutton.

A gift much expected is paid, not given.

We cannot come to honour under Coverlet.

Many things are lost for want of asking.

A holy habit clenseth not a foule soule.

Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.

To a crazy ship, all winds are contrary.

Slander is a shipwrack by a dry Tempest.

He that will be served must bee patient.

When prayers are done, my Lady is ready.

Who remove stones, bruise their fingers.

A poore mans Cow dies a rich mans child.

Take heede of the viniger of sweet wine.

You may be on land, yet not in a garden.

At the games end we shall see who gaines.

Hee that repaires not a part, builds all.

Helpe thy selfe, and God will helpe thee.

All things require skill but an appetite.

A coole mouth, and warme feet, live long.

Curtesie on one side only lasts not long.

The March sunne raises but dissolves not.

Honor and profit lie not all in one sack.

He that goeth farre hath many encounters.

In a Leopard the spotts are not observed.

A sleepy master makes his servant a Lowt.

Fooles give to please all but their owne.

It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.

It's an ill councell that hath no escape.

Gamsters and race-horses never last long.

Gossips are frogs, they drinke and talke.

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