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Nothing venture, nothing have; Virtue which parleys is near a Surrender.
Give a Man Luck and throw him into the Sea;  Money makes the Mare to go;  Much falls between the Cup and the Lip.
Near is my Shirt, but Nearer is my Skin.
Harm watch, Harm catch; It is a good Horse that never stumbles.
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]
Good Wine needs no Bush;  Kissing goes by Favour;  A Lark is better than a Kite
’Tis too late to spare when all is spent;  One Swallow does not make Summer.
When the Steed’s stolen, shut the Stable Door.
To buy a Pig in a poke;  Robin Hood’s Pennyworths;  He looks one way and rows another.
A Shoemaker must not go beyond his Last
The more Haste the worse Speed;  When the Sky falls we shall catch Larks.
Curs’d Cows have short Horns; Much falls between the Cup and the Lip.  No longer pipe no longer dance.
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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