A Man May Well Bring A Horse

Fieldes Have Eies And Woods Have Eares.

All Things On Earth Thus Change, Some Up, Some Down; Content's A Kingdom, And I Wear That Crown.

It's No Use Closing The Barn Door After The Horse Is Gone.

Tis Not The Robe Or Garment I Affect; For Who Would Marry With A Suit Of Clothes?

Time Trieth Troth In Every Doubt.