Take heed of the wrath of a mighty man, and the tumult of the people.
Take heed of winde that comes in at a hole, and a reconciled Enemy.
Take heede of an oxe before, of an horse behind, of a monke on all sides.
Take heede of the viniger of sweet wine.
Talking payes no toll.
That is not good language which all understand not.
That which sufficeth is not little.
That which two will, takes effect.
That which will not be spun, let it not come betweene the spindle and the distaffe.
That’s the best gowne that goes up and downe the house.
The absent partie is still faultie.
The Apothecaries morter spoiles the Luters musick.
The back-doore robs the house.
The ballance distinguisheth not betweene gold and lead.
The beast that goes alwaies never wants blowes.
The best of the sport is to doe the deede, and say nothing.
The bird loves her nest.
The bit that one eates, no friend makes.
The charges of building and making of gardens are unknowne.
The chiefe boxe of health is time.