Out of sight, out of langer.
In some mens aught mon the old horse die.
Quhom God will help, no man can hinder.
An ill win penny will cast down a pound.
Better leave nor want.
Quhen I am dead, make me a caddel.
Hunting, hawking, and paramours, for one joy an hundred displeasures.
The Malt is above the Meal.
A gloved Cat was never a good Hunter.
All fails that fools thinks.