A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.
Yet but three come one more. Two of both kinds make up four. Ere she comes curst and sad. Cupid is a knavish lad. Thus to make poor females mad.
A beggar's book outworths a noble's blood.
Give me to drink mandragora.
He receives comfort like cold porridge.
Good things should be praised.