In March and in April from morning till night In sowing and seeding good housewives delight.
What a greater crime. Than loss of time.
For the first fourteen years for a rod they do while for the next as a pearl in the world they do shine. For the next trim beauty beginneth to swerve. For the next matrons or drudges they serve. For the next doth crave a staff for a stay. For the next a bier to fetch them away.
A fool and his money be soon at debate
Seek home for rest, for home is best.
At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.