Love without end, hath no end, says the Spaniard: (meaning, if it were not begun on particular ends, it would last).
The best of the sport is to doe the deede, and say nothing.
A hatt is not made for one shower.
To fine folkes a little ill finely wrapt.
His bark is worse than his bite.
Serve a noble disposition, though poore, the time comes that hee will repay thee.