Old Camels carry young Camels skins to the Market.
When a Lackey comes to hells doore, the devills locke the gates.
Gold opens all locks, no lock will hold against the power of gold.
Exalted Manna, gladness of the best, Heaven in ordinary, man well drest.
If fooles should not foole it, they shall lose their season.
Although the sun shine, leave not thy cloake at home.