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To buy a Pig in a poke; Robin Hood’s Pennyworths; He looks one way and rows another.

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.

The Traceys have always the Wind in their Faces; To cut large Thongs out of another Man’s Leather; Too much of one Thing is good for nothing

Near is my Shirt, but Nearer is my Skin.

An old Dog will learn no Tricks; If you trust before you try, You may repent before you die.

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

Better play at small Game than stand out; Give him a Rowland for his Oliver.

It’s neither Rhime nor Reason; What is got over the Devil’s Back will be spent under his Belly.

Fat Paunches make Lean Pates.

One scabbed Sheep marrs a whole Flock; Tread on a Worm and it will turn.

A Burnt Child dreads the Fire

A Shoemaker must not go beyond his Last

’Tis too late to spare when all is spent; One Swallow does not make Summer.

A scan of blank paper for use in backgrounds (public domain)

When the Steed’s stolen, shut the Stable Door.

The more Haste the worse Speed; When the Sky falls we shall catch Larks.

Brag is a good Dog, but Holdfast is a better; The Belly has no Ears; [woodcut: mouse by house perhaps made from candle with snuffer]

Give him a Rowland for his Oliver; Penny Wise, and Pound Foolish; He that Reckons without his Host must reckon again.

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

Little Pitchers have great Ears; Many talk of Robin Hood who never shot in his Bow.

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