He That Passeth A Winters Day Escapes

Hee That Goes To Bed Thirsty Riseth Healthy.

A Scepter Is One Thing, And A Ladle Another.

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

Women Laugh When They Can, And Weepe When They Will.

At Dinner My Man Appeares.