Beauty Is Bought By Judgement Of The

If She Lives Till Doomsday, She'll Burn A Week Longer Than The Whole World.

Pastime Passing Excellent, If It He Husbanded With Modesty.

For Though The Camomile, The More It Is Trodden On The Faster It Grows, Yet Youth, The More It Is Wasted, The Sooner It Wears.

The Wheel Is Come Full Circle.

Go, Write It In A Martial Hand; Be Curst And Brief; It Is No Matter How Witty, So It Be Eloquent And Fun Of Invention: Taunt Him With The Licence Of Ink: If Thou Thou'st Him Some Thrice, It Shall Not Be Amiss; And As Many Lies As Will Lie In Thy Shee.