None but the brave deserve the fair.

None but the brave deserve the fair.

Old Camels carry young Camels skins to the Market.

Old Camels carry young Camels skins to the Market.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every read more

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.

Nothing lasts but the Church.

Nothing lasts but the Church.

There is no body will go to hell for company.

There is no body will go to hell for company.

One paire of eares drawes dry an hundred tongues.

One paire of eares drawes dry an hundred tongues.

Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with
increased violence.

Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with
increased violence.

You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!

You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.