The House shewes the owner.
Gamsters and race-horses never last long.
Woe to the house where there is no chiding.
Thou that hast given so much to me give me one thing more, a grateful heart: not thankful when it pleaseth me, as if Thy blessings had spare days, but such a heart whose pulse may be Thy praise.
He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
Speake fitly, or be silent wisely.