The best of the sport is to doe the deede, and say nothing.
There is no heat of affection but is joyned with some idlenesse of brain, says the Spaniard.
To a great night, a great Lanthorne.
Gifts enter every where without a wimble.
It's a poore stake that cannot stand one yeare in the ground.
A wicked mans gift hath a touch of his master.