Evening Words Are Not Like To Morning.

Health And Sicknesse Surely Are Mens Double Enemies. [health And Sickness Surely Are Men's Double Enemies.]

A Crooked Log Makes A Strait Fire.

Wouldst Thou Both Eat Thy Cake And Have It?

We Must Recoile A Little, To The End We May Leap The Better.

He That Hath No Hony In His Pot, Let Him Have It In His Mouth.