Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.

Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.

In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return
unto the ground; for out of read more

In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return
unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou
art, and unto dust shalt thou return.

No one should be judge in his own cause.

No one should be judge in his own cause.

Some things are good, some middling, more bad.

Some things are good, some middling, more bad.

Here is a talk of the Turk and the Pope, but my next neighbour
doth me more harm then read more

Here is a talk of the Turk and the Pope, but my next neighbour
doth me more harm then either of them both.

Neither head, nor feet. [Referring to anything very intricate.]

Neither head, nor feet. [Referring to anything very intricate.]

What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?

What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?

Wine makes all sorts of creatures at table.

Wine makes all sorts of creatures at table.

What he has is of no more use to the miser than that which he has
not.

What he has is of no more use to the miser than that which he has
not.