My age, my inclinations, are no longer what they were.

My age, my inclinations, are no longer what they were.

If all fooles wore white Caps, wee should seeme a flock of geese.

If all fooles wore white Caps, wee should seeme a flock of geese.

Autumnall Agues are long, or mortall.

Autumnall Agues are long, or mortall.

That which sufficeth is not little.

That which sufficeth is not little.

The deeper the sorrow the less tongue it hath.

The deeper the sorrow the less tongue it hath.

I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.

I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.

What is got over the devil's back is spent under his belly.

What is got over the devil's back is spent under his belly.

Speech is silvern, silence is golden.

Speech is silvern, silence is golden.

There is no disputing about taste.
[Lat., De gustibus non disputandum.]

There is no disputing about taste.
[Lat., De gustibus non disputandum.]