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Better play at small Game than stand out;  Give him a Rowland for his Oliver.
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]
Near is my Shirt, but Nearer is my Skin.
The more Haste the worse Speed;  When the Sky falls we shall catch Larks.
One good Turn deserves another;  He steals a Goose, and gives the Giblets in Alms.
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
As sure as God’s in Gloucestershire;  Every Man thinks his own Geese Swans.
Need makes the old Wife trot;  [woodcut: barefoot old woman hitches up skirts to cross a stream]
Fast bind, fast find;  Like Father like Son.
Fat Paunches make Lean Pates.
When the Steed’s stolen, shut the Stable Door.
Nothing venture, nothing have; Virtue which parleys is near a Surrender.
Well begun is half ended;  All is well that ends well.
Little Pitchers have great Ears;  Many talk of Robin Hood who never shot in his Bow.
Give a Man Luck and throw him into the Sea;  Money makes the Mare to go;  Much falls between the Cup and the Lip.
A Fool’s Bolt is soon shot;  Birds of a Feather flock together;  Out of the Frying-Pan into the Fire.
He sets the Fox to keep his Geese.  [woodcut: fox watching geese]
After sweet Meat comes sour Sauce; [woodcut of stout man, seated, with bandaged foot]
A Shoemaker must not go beyond his Last
Many Words will not fill a Bushel;  The younger Brother the better Gentleman.
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