Hee goes not out of his way, that goes to a good Inne.

He is a foole that makes a wedge of his fist.

Wine that cost nothing is digested before it be drunke.

Everyone puts his fault on the Times.

Mention not a halter in the house of him that was hanged.

Were it not for the bone in the legge, all the world would turne Carpenters (to make them crutches).

All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.