Citties Are Taken By The Eares.

Building Is A Sweet Impoverishing.

Praise The Sea, But Keepe On Land.

That Flesh Is But The Glasse, Which Holds The Dust That Measures All Our Time; Which Also Shall Be Crumbled Into Dust.

Spies Are The Ears And Eyes Of Princes.

The Best Of The Sport Is To Doe The Deede, And Say Nothing.