In A Great River Great Fish Are

Were It Not For The Bone In The Legge, All The World Would Turne Carpenters (to Make Them Crutches).

A Kinsman, A Friend, Or Whom You Intreate, Take Not To Serve You, If You Will Be Served Neately.

Though A Lie Be Well Drest, It Is Ever Overcome. [though A Lie Be Well Dressed, It Is Ever Overcome.]

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

He That Is Angry At A Feast Is Rude.