His golden locks time hath to silver turned.

His golden locks time hath to silver turned.

I had rather aske of my sire browne bread, then borrow of my
neighbour white.

I had rather aske of my sire browne bread, then borrow of my
neighbour white.

Hee that lies long a bed, his estate feeles it.

Hee that lies long a bed, his estate feeles it.

Let ease and rest at times be given to the weary.

Let ease and rest at times be given to the weary.

All things require skill, but an appetite.

All things require skill, but an appetite.

You must strike in measure, when there are many to strike on one
Anvile.

You must strike in measure, when there are many to strike on one
Anvile.

The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.

The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.

You tell a tale to a dead man.

You tell a tale to a dead man.

Fortune gives too much to many, enough to none.
[Lat., Fortuna multis dat nimis, satis nulli.]

Fortune gives too much to many, enough to none.
[Lat., Fortuna multis dat nimis, satis nulli.]