What a time herbs and weeds, and such things could talk, A man in his garden one day did walk, Spying a nettle green (as th'emeraude) spread in a bed of roses like the ruby red. Between which two colors he thought, but his eye, The green nettle did the red rose beautify. "How be it," he asked the nettle, "what thing Made him so pert? So nigh the Rose to Spring.

And death makes equal the high and low.

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

A good wife maketh a good husband.

Feed by measure, and defy the physician.

The more haste, the less speed.

When all candles be out, all cats be grey.