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A Fool’s Bolt is soon shot;  Birds of a Feather flock together;  Out of the Frying-Pan into the Fire.
Curs’d Cows have short Horns; Much falls between the Cup and the Lip.  No longer pipe no longer dance.
Good Wine needs no Bush;  Kissing goes by Favour;  A Lark is better than a Kite
Save a Thief from Hanging, and he’ll cut your Throat; Jack will never make a Gentleman.
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.
As sure as God’s in Gloucestershire;  Every Man thinks his own Geese Swans.
Fast bind, fast find;  Like Father like Son.
As you brew so you shall bake; Every bean has its Black; it is an ill wind that blows no body good
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
66: Monensis, Anglica Vetus (Wycliff Bible, 1380).
65: Philosophica altera., Orcadica
64: Virginiana, Philosophica
71 (continued)
70: Additamentm: Pater Per omnes hasce, aliasq; Linguas.
41: Servica, Carnorum
48: Svecica, Norwegica
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35: Forojuliana, Rhætica seu Grisonum.
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