Thou who hast given so much to me, give me one more thing... a grateful heart!
It's a wicked thing to make a dearth ones garner.
Wouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it?
Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
Hee that is throwne would ever wrestle.
A man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.