Two ill meales make the third a glutton.

Two ill meales make the third a glutton.

Every mile is two in winter.

Every mile is two in winter.

Time rolls on, and we grow old with silent years.

Time rolls on, and we grow old with silent years.

This formal fool, your man, speaks naught but proverbs,
And speak men what they can to him he'll answer
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This formal fool, your man, speaks naught but proverbs,
And speak men what they can to him he'll answer
With some rhyme, rotten sentence, or old saying,
Such spokes as ye ancient of ye parish use.

Marry a widdow before she leave mourning.

Marry a widdow before she leave mourning.

If folly were griefe every house would weepe.

If folly were griefe every house would weepe.

Who's to look after the keepers?

Who's to look after the keepers?

With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?

With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?

When his heart is glad
Of the full harvest, I will speak to him.

When his heart is glad
Of the full harvest, I will speak to him.