To review ones store is to mow twice.
Love without end, hath no end, says the Spaniard: (meaning, if it were not begun on particular ends, it would last).
Great deservers grow Intolerable presumers.
Were there no fooles, badd ware would not passe.
The constancy of the benefit of the yeere in their seasons argues a Deity.
The chicken is the country's, but the city eats it.