Little Dogs Start The Hare, The Great

Take Heed Of A Young Wench, A Prophetesse, And A Lattin Bred Woman.

The Hole Calls The Thiefe. [the Hole Calls The Thief.]

The Wolfe Knowes, What The Ill Beast Thinkes.

Gold Thou Mayst Safely Touch; But If It Stick Unto Thy Hands, It Woundeth To The Quick.

Hee A Beast Doth Die, That Hath Done No Good To His Country.