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.