The God of love my shepherd is, And he that doth me feed: While he is mine, and I am his, What can I want or need?
Wine that cost nothing is digested before it be drunke.
Craft against craft makes no living.
Some had rather lose their friend then their Jest.
He that speakes sowes, and he that holds his peace, gathers.
Hee that knowes what may bee gained in a day never steales.