He that makes a good war makes a good peace.
Who goes to bed, and doth not pray, Maketh two nights to every day!
If folly were griefe every house would weepe. [If folly were grief, every house would weep.]
Ill comes in by ells, and goes out by inches.
Ill vessels seldome miscarry.
Mony refused looseth its brightnesse.
No love is foule, nor prison fair.
Nothing lasts but the Church.
One foole makes a hundred.
One graine fills not a sacke, but helpes his fellowes.
One mouth doth nothing without another.
Pull downe your hatt on the winds side.
Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.
They talke of Christmas so long, that it comes.
They that are booted are not alwaies ready.
They that hold the greatest farmes, pay the least rent (applyed to rich men that are unthankful to God).
They that know one another salute a farre off.
Though you see a Church-man ill, yet continue in the Church still.
Vertue now is in herbs and stones and words onely.
Warre and Physicke are governed by the eye.
Water a farre off quencheth not fire.
Women laugh when they can, and weepe when they will.
HELP = H(umor), E-go, edging God out, L-istening, P-urpose
There would be no great ones, if there were no little ones.
He that is drunken * * * Is outlawed by himself; all kind of ill Did with his liquor slide into his veins.
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