It is folly to waste labour about trifles.

It is folly to waste labour about trifles.

The hole calls the thiefe.

The hole calls the thiefe.

The bird loves her nest.

The bird loves her nest.

Silkes and Satins put out the fire in the chimney.

Silkes and Satins put out the fire in the chimney.

What a lady says to an eager lover he may write in the wind, or
in running water.

What a lady says to an eager lover he may write in the wind, or
in running water.

Time stoops to no man's lure.

Time stoops to no man's lure.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.

O how full of briars is this working-day world.

O how full of briars is this working-day world.

Though God take the sunne out of the Heaven, yet we must have
patience.

Though God take the sunne out of the Heaven, yet we must have
patience.