Men say, kinde will creepe where it may not goe.

Would ye both eat your cake and have your cake?

Feare may force a man to cast beyond the moone.

Hee must have a long spoone, shall eat with the devill.

Many hands make light work.

He must needes go that the dyvell dryveth.

Let the world wagge, and take mine ease in myne Inne.