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Little Pitchers have great Ears; Many talk of Robin Hood who never shot in his Bow.
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Need makes the old Wife trot; [woodcut: barefoot old woman hitches up skirts to cross a stream]
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Better play at small Game than stand out; Give him a Rowland for his Oliver.
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Give him a Rowland for his Oliver; Penny Wise, and Pound Foolish; He that Reckons without his Host must reckon again.
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Proferred Service stinks; The Receiver is as bad as the Thief; Reckon not your Chickens before they are hatched.
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It’s neither Rhime nor Reason; What is got over the Devil’s Back will be spent under his Belly.
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To buy a Pig in a poke; Robin Hood’s Pennyworths; He looks one way and rows another.
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A Rolling Stone gathers no Moss; It is good to make Hay while the Sun shines.
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Near is my Shirt, but Nearer is my Skin.
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One Man had better steal a Horse than another look over the Hedge; [woodcut: highayman with hat and cape leads a horse]
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He makes a Rod for his own Breech.
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The more Haste the worse Speed; When the Sky falls we shall catch Larks.
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