Hee that bewailes himselfe hath the cure in his hands.

He that marries late, marries ill.

He lives unsafely, that lookes too neere on things.

Anothers bread costs deare.

To write a verse or two is all the praise That I can raise.

Modesty sets off one newly come to honour.

In cloths cheap handsomeness, doth bear the bell.