Hee That Is In A Taverne Thinkes

Money, Thou Bane Of Bliss, And Source Of Woe, Whence Cam'st Thou, That Thou Art So Fresh And Fine? I Know Thy Parentage Is Base And Low: Man Found Thee Poor And Dirty In A Mine.

Three Women Make A Market.

Shewa Good Man His Errour And He Turnes It To A Vertue, But An Ill, It Doubles His Fault.

Better Suffer Ill, Then Doe Ill. [better Suffer Ill, Than Do Ill.]

The Ignorant Hath An Eagles Wings, And An Owles Eyes. [the Ignorant Hath An Eagle's Wings And An Owl's Eyes.]