Every one fastens where there is gaine.
A kinsman, a friend, or whom you intreate, take not to serve you, if you will be served neately.
The filth under the white snow, the sunne discovers.
Hee that strikes with his tongue, must ward with his head.
Every path hath a puddle.
In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.