If Yee Would Know A Knave, Give

Grief Melts Away Like Snow In May, As If There Were No Such Cold Thing.

He That Hath One Foot In The Straw, Hath Another In The Spittle.

Wood Halfe Burnt Is Easily Kindled. [wood Half-burnt Is Easily Kindled.]

Critics Are Like Brushers Of Noblemen's Clothes.

A Bad Workman Quarrels With His Tools.