A fool and his money are soon parted.
For the first fourteen years for a rod they do whine, For the next as a pearl in the world they do shine, For the next trim beauty beginneth to swerve, For the next matrons or drudges they serve, For the next doth crave a staff for a stay, For the next a bier to fetch them away.
At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.
Make hunger thy sauce, as a medicine for health.
Sweet April showers do spring May flowers.
Seek home for rest, for home is best.
Methuselah lived to be 969 years old . You boys and girls will see more in the next fifty years than Methuselah saw in his whole lifetime.
February, fill the dyke with what thou dost like.
In doing of either, let wit bear a stroke,/ For buying or selling of pig in a poke.
Some respite to husbands the weather may send,/ But housewives' affairs have never an end.
Who goeth a borrowing/ Goeth a sorrowing./ Few lend (but fools)/ Their working tools.
What a greater crime. Than loss of time.
To death we must stoop, be we high, be we low, But how and how suddenly few be that know -, What carry we then but a sheet to the grave, To cover this carcass, of all that we have?
HAST thou a Friend, as heart may wish at will? Then use him so, to have his friendship still. Would'st have a Friend, would'st know what friend is best? Have God thy friend who passeth all the rest.