Take a cat, nourish it well with milk and tender meat, make it a couch of silk.

In the stars is written the death of every man.

Many small make a great.

Filth and old age, I'm sure you will agree, are powerful wardens upon chastity.

'My lige lady, generally,' quod he, 'Wommen desyren to have sovereyntee As well over hir housbond as hir love.'

Time and tide wait for no man.

Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily.