All are presumed good till they are found at fault.
Trust not one night’s ice.
True beauty lives on high. Ours is but a flame borrowed thence.
Patience, time and money accommodate all things.
For all may have, If they dare to try, a glorious life, or grave.
Surely if each one saw another’s heart, There would be no commerce, No sale or bargain pass: all would disperse And live apart.
A feather in hand is better then a bird in the ayre.
A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast.
When once thy foot enters the church, be bare. God is more there than thou: for thou art there Only by his permission. Then beware, That leads from earth to heaven.
No sooner is a Temple built to God but the Devill builds a Chappell hard by.
Destiny is always dark.
Listen, sweet Dove, unto my song, And spread thy golden wings in me; Hatching my tender heart so long, Till it get wing, and flie away with Thee.
He pares his apple that will cleanly feed.
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman, seldome end well.
Envy not greatness: for thou mak’st thereby Thyself the worse, and so the distance greater.
Better a bare foote then none.
Well may hee smell fire, whose gowne burnes.
A crooked log makes a strait fire.
That is gold which is worth gold.
Who is so deafe, as he that will not hear?