An Honest Tale Speeds Best Being Plainly

The Cunning Livery Of Hell.

Take Heed, Dear Heart, Of This Large Privilege; The Hardest Knife Ill-used Doth Lose His Edge.

The Venom Clamours Of A Jealous Woman Poison More Deadly Than A Mad Dog's Tooth.

He That Commends Me To Mine Own Content Commends Me To The Thing I Cannot Get.

He Uses His Folly Like A Stalking-horse, And Under The Presentation Of That He Shoots His Wit.