Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.

Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.

It's more paine to doe nothing then something.

It's more paine to doe nothing then something.

Whether goest, griefe? where I am wont.

Whether goest, griefe? where I am wont.

Here is a fine field for talent.

Here is a fine field for talent.

Kings play the fool, and the people suffer for it.

Kings play the fool, and the people suffer for it.

Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

Hee that lives in hope danceth without musick.

Hee that lives in hope danceth without musick.

In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome.

In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome.