One slumber finds another.
One sound blow will serve to undo us all.
One stroke fells not an oke.
Our owne actions are our security, not others judgements.
Paines to get, care to keep, feare to lose.
Pardons and pleasantnesse are great revenges of slanders.
Parsons are soules waggoners.
Serve a noble disposition, though poore, the time comes that hee will repay thee.
Service is no Inheritance.
Service without reward is punishment.
Shee spins well that breedes her children.
Shewa good man his errour and he turnes it to a vertue, but an ill, it doubles his fault.
Short boughs, long vintage.
Silke doth quench the fire in the Kitchin.
Sinnes are not knowne till they bee acted.
Slander is a shipwrack by a dry Tempest.
Sleepe without supping, and wake without owing.
Soft and faire goes farre.
Some evils are cured by contempt.
Some had rather lose their friend then their Jest.