He that evill does, never good weins.

Hoordom and grace, can never bide in one place.

He that counts all costs, will never put plow in the yeard.

He that slayes, shall be slain.

He that is ill of his harbery, is good of his way kenning.

He that will not when he may, shalt not when he wald.

Hanging gangs by hap.

He that comes un-call'd sits un-serv'd.

He was scant of news, that told his father was hang'd.

He that comes first to the hill, may sit where he will.

He that was born to be hang'd will never be drown'd.

He gangs early to steal, that cannot say Na.

He that shames, shall be shemt.

He should wear iron shone, that bides his neighbours deed.

Half a nuch is half sill.