If you would bee at ease, all the world is not.

If you would bee at ease, all the world is not.

Still fisheth he that catcheth one.

Still fisheth he that catcheth one.

Like St. George, always in his saddle, never on his way.
- Clement Walker,

Like St. George, always in his saddle, never on his way.
- Clement Walker,

We are slow to believe that which, if true, would grieve us.

We are slow to believe that which, if true, would grieve us.

Stay a while, that we may make an end the sooner.

Stay a while, that we may make an end the sooner.

By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.

By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.

Take heede of an oxe before, of an horse behind, of a monke on
all sides.

Take heede of an oxe before, of an horse behind, of a monke on
all sides.

But that old man, who is lord of the broad estate and the hall,
Dropped off gorged from a read more

But that old man, who is lord of the broad estate and the hall,
Dropped off gorged from a scheme which left us flaccid and
drained.

It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a
brawling woman in a wide read more

It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a
brawling woman in a wide house.