558. Faults. God send me a friend that may tell me my faults; if not, an enemy, he will be sure to.
559. Faulty. The faulty stands on his guard.
560. Feast. A feast is not made of mushrooms only.
561. Feast-making. Merry is the feast-making until we come to the reckoning.
562. Feasts. Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.
563. Feathers. Fine feathers make fine birds.
564. Feather. Feather by feather the goose is plucked.
565. February. February makes a bridge, and March breaks it.
February fill dike, be it black or be it white;
But if it be white, it's the better to like.