A Maid That Laughs Is Half Taken.

Many Without Punishment, None Without Sin.

Listeners Ne'er Hear Good Of Themselves.

A Multitude Of Words Doth Rather Obscure Than Illustrate, They Being A Burden To The Memory, And The First Apt To Be Forgotten, Before We Come To The Last. So That He That Uses Many Words For The Explaining Of Any Subject, Doth, Like The Cuttle-fish, Hide Himself, For The Most Part, In His Own Ink.

Who Depends Upon Another Man's Table Often Dines Late.

Where Love Fails We Espy All Faults.