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

Fat Paunches make Lean Pates.

One Man had better steal a Horse than another look over the Hedge; [woodcut: highayman with hat and cape leads a horse]

Sue a Beggar and catch a Louse; Many Hands make Light Work; [woodcut: well-dressed man scratches his head standing near a beggar with outstretched hat]

One good Turn deserves another; He steals a Goose, and gives the Giblets in Alms.

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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.

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

Proferred Service stinks; The Receiver is as bad as the Thief; Reckon not your Chickens before they are hatched.

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

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

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

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

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

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]

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

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.

A Rolling Stone gathers no Moss; It is good to make Hay while the Sun shines.

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

He makes a Rod for his own Breech.

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