None Saies His Garner Is Full.

He That Owes Nothing, If He Makes Not Mouthes At Us, Is Courteous.

He Hath Great Neede Of A Foole, That Plaies The Foole Himselfe.

God's Breath In Man Returning To His Birth, The Soul In Paraphrase, Heart In Pilgrimage.

Chuse None For Thy Servant Who Have Served Thy Betters.

A Civil Guest Will No More Talk All, Than Eat All The Feast.