The table robbes more then a thiefe.
Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.
He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
Not only ought fortune to be pictured on a wheel, but every thing else in this world.
God, and Parents, and our Master, can never be requited.
Give a clown your finger, and he will take your hand.