The Tree That God Plants, No Winde

Wouldst Thou Both Eat Thy Cake And Have It?

To A Crafty Man, A Crafty And An Halfe.

A Sleepy Master Makes His Servant A Lowt.

The Vertue Of A Coward Is Suspition.

Who Shuts His Hand Has Lost His Gold, Who Opens It Hath It Twice Told.