I had rather aske of my sire browne bread, then borrow of my neighbour white.
The Mr. absent, and the house dead.
The crow bewailes the sheepe, and then eates it.
Hee that's fed at anothers hand may stay long ere he be full.
Folly growes without watering.
Take heed of winde that comes in at a hole, and a reconciled Enemy.