He that is not handsome at 20, nor strong at 30, nor rich at 40, nor wise at 50, will never be handsome, strong, rich or wise.
God complaines not, but doth what is fitting.
To the counsell of fooles a woodden bell.
Slander is a shipwrack by a dry Tempest.
He hath great neede of a foole, that plaies the foole himselfe.
Could have recovered greenness?