The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.

His bark is worse than his bite.

His bark is worse than his bite.

The love of money grows as money grows.

The love of money grows as money grows.

That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.

That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.

An old dog barks not in vain.

An old dog barks not in vain.

There is no body will go to hell for company.

There is no body will go to hell for company.

A pittifull mother makes a scald head.

A pittifull mother makes a scald head.

Quick beleevers neede broad shoulders.

Quick beleevers neede broad shoulders.

We cannot come to honour under Coverlet.

We cannot come to honour under Coverlet.