An Ill Winde That Bloweth No Man

A Hard Beginnyng Makth A Good Endyng.

Of A Good Beginning Cometh A Good End.

Who Will In Time Present Pleasure Refrain, Shall In Time To Come The More Pleasure Obtain.

I Pray Thee Let Me And My Fellow Have A Haire Of The Dog That Bit Us Last Night.

While The Grasse Groweth The Horse Starveth.