Night is the mother of Councels.

Night is the mother of Councels.

Wealth is like rheume, it falles on the weakest parts.

Wealth is like rheume, it falles on the weakest parts.

Fury itself supplies arms.

Fury itself supplies arms.

The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.

The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.

None saies his Garner is full.

None saies his Garner is full.

Those things please more, which are more expensive.

Those things please more, which are more expensive.

Almes never make poore.

Almes never make poore.

Let but the hours of idleness cease, and the bow of Cupid will
become broken and his torch extinguished.

Let but the hours of idleness cease, and the bow of Cupid will
become broken and his torch extinguished.

A scepter is one thing, and a ladle another.

A scepter is one thing, and a ladle another.