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It’s neither Rhime nor Reason; What is got over the Devil’s Back will be spent under his Belly.
One scabbed Sheep marrs a whole Flock;  Tread on a Worm and it will turn.
Better play at small Game than stand out;  Give him a Rowland for his Oliver.
Give him a Rowland for his Oliver;  Penny Wise, and Pound Foolish;  He that Reckons without his Host must reckon again.
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]
Well begun is half ended;  All is well that ends well.
As you brew so you shall bake; Every bean has its Black; it is an ill wind that blows no body good
A Shoemaker must not go beyond his Last
Save a Thief from Hanging, and he’ll cut your Throat; Jack will never make a Gentleman.
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]
Many Words will not fill a Bushel;  The younger Brother the better Gentleman.
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
Fat Paunches make Lean Pates.
A Fool’s Bolt is soon shot;  Birds of a Feather flock together;  Out of the Frying-Pan into the Fire.
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