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Give a Man Luck and throw him into the Sea; Money makes the Mare to go; Much falls between the Cup and the Lip.

Hungry Dogs will eat dirty Pudding; He that would live at Peace and Rest, Must hear and see, and say the Best.

Need makes the old Wife trot; [woodcut: barefoot old woman hitches up skirts to cross a stream]

Good Wine needs no Bush; Kissing goes by Favour; A Lark is better than a Kite

As you brew so you shall bake; Every bean has its Black; it is an ill wind that blows no body good

As sure as God’s in Gloucestershire; Every Man thinks his own Geese Swans.

A Fool’s Bolt is soon shot; Birds of a Feather flock together; Out of the Frying-Pan into the Fire.

What is bred in the Bone will never be out of the Flesh; One Bird in the Hand is worth two in the Bush; A Cat may look upon a king.

Fast bind, fast find; Like Father like Son.

I talk of Chalk and you of Cheese; Charity begins at Home; Cut your Coat according to your Cloth; What can’t be cur’d must be endur’d.

All goes down Gutter-lane; As Wise as a Man of Gotham; As good as George of Green; [woodcut: stout man drinks from mug, holds saussage with a fork]

Curs’d Cows have short Horns; Much falls between the Cup and the Lip. No longer pipe no longer dance.

A Burnt Child dreads the Fire

Save a Thief from Hanging, and he’ll cut your Throat; Jack will never make a Gentleman.

He sets the Fox to keep his Geese. [woodcut: fox watching geese]

He who has a mind to beat a Dog will easily find a Stick; Naught is never in Danger; Faint Heart never won fair Lady.

67: Anglica Vetus, Anglica Hodierna

64: Virginiana, Philosophica

65: Philosophica altera., Orcadica

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