A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue.
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree.
Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.