1Boast not thy selfe of to morowe: for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
2Let another man prayse thee, and not thine owne mouth: a stranger, and not thine owne lips.
3A stone is heauie, and the sand weightie: but a fooles wrath is heauier then them both.
4Anger is cruell, and wrath is raging: but who can stand before enuie?
5Open rebuke is better then secret loue.
6The wounds of a louer are faithful, and the kisses of an enemie are pleasant.
7The person that is full, despiseth an hony combe: but vnto the hungry soule euery bitter thing is sweete.