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| A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. Cervantes. | 1 |
| A bakers dozen. Rabelais. | 2 |
| A cat may look at a king. Title of a Pamphlet (published 1652). | 3 |
| A carpenters known by his chips. Swift. | 4 |
| A dwarf on a giants shoulder sees farther of the two. Herbert. | 5 |
| A fair exterior is a silent recommendation. Publius Syrus. | 6 |
| A happy accident. Mme. De Staël. | 7 |
| A little more than kin, and less than kind. Shakespeare. | 8 |
| All that glisters is not gold. Cervantes. | 9 |
| Alls well that ends well. Shakespeare. | 10 |
| Although the last, not least. Shakespeare. | 11 |
| | And all labor without any play, boys, |
| Makes Jack a dull boy in the end. |
H. A. Page. | 12 |
| An undutiful daughter will prove an unmanageable wife. Benj. Franklin. | 13 |
| A penny for your thought. Swift. | 14 |
| A rolling stone gathers no moss. Publius Syrus. | 15 |
| As busie as a bee. Lyly. | 16 |
| As sure as a gun. Dryden. | 17 |
| As you sow, y are like to reap. Butler. | 18 |
| At our wittes end. Heywood. | 19 |
| Bread is the staff of life. Swift. | 20 |
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| As clear and as manifest as the nose in a mans face. Burton. | 21 |
| Brevity is the soul of wit. Shakespeare. | 22 |
| Build castles in Spain. Herbert. | 23 |
| Build castles in the air. Burton. | 24 |
| But neer the rose without the thorn. Herrick. | 25 |
| | But when the fox hath once got in his nose, |
| Hell soon find means to make the body follow. |
Shakespeare. | 26 |
| Better late than never. Dionysius. | 27 |
| Better a bad excuse, than none at all. Camden. | 28 |
| Birds of a feather will gather together. Burton. | 29 |
| Better halfe a loafe than no bread. Camden. | 30 |
| Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. Tennyson. | 31 |
| Be wisely worldly, but not worldly wise. Quarles. | 32 |
| Blood is thicker than water. Scott. | 33 |
| Better your room than your company. Simon Forman. | 34 |
| By hooke or crooke. Heywood. | 35 |
| Can one desire too much of a good thing? Cervantes. | 36 |
| | Curses are like young chickens, |
| And still come home to roost! |
Bulwer. | 37 |
| Couldst thou both eat thy cake and have it? Herbert. | 38 |
| Cut and come again. Crabbe. | 39 |
| Delays have dangerous ends. Shakespeare. | 40 |
| Deceive not thy physician, confessor, nor lawyer. Herbert. | 41 |
| Comparisons are odious. Burton. | 42 |
| Dark as pitch. Bunyan. | 43 |
| Deeds, not words. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 44 |
| Diamonds cut diamonds. John Ford. | 45 |
| | Dont cross the bridge till you come to it, |
| Is a proverb old, and of excellent wit. |
Longfellow. | 46 |
| Enough is as good as a feast. George Chapman. | 47 |
| Eureka! Eureka! Archimedes. | 48 |
| Every man for himself, his own ends, the devil for all. Burton. | 49 |
| Every man is the architect of his own fortunes. Pseudo Sallust. | 50 |
| Facts are stubborn things. Le Sage. | 51 |
| Faint heart neer won fair lady. Phineas Fletcher. | 52 |
| Familiarity breeds contempt. Publius Syrus. | 53 |
| Fingers were made before forks and hands before knives. Swift. | 54 |
| Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them. Benj. Franklin. | 55 |
| Fat, fair, and forty. Scott. | 56 |
| Fortune befriends the bold. Cicero. | 57 |
| From the crown of our head to the sole of our foot. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 58 |
| God defend the right. Shakespeare. | 59 |
| Give an inch, hell take an ell. Hobbes. | 60 |
| God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat. Heywood. | 61 |
| Go West, young man! Go West. John L. B. Soule. | 62 |
| Gods mills grind slow but sure. Herbert. | 63 |
| Fitted him to a T. Saml Johnson. | 64 |
| Give the devil his due. Dryden. | 65 |
| Greatest happiness of the greatest number. Hutcheson. | 66 |
| Handsome is that handsome does. Goldsmith. | 67 |
| Half the world knows not how the other half lives. Herbert. | 68 |
| He always looked a given horse in the mouth. Rabelais. | 69 |
| Hail, fellow, well met. Swift. | 70 |
| Harp not on that string. Shakespeare. | 71 |
| Half as sober as a judge. Charles Lamb. | 72 |
| He jests at scars that never felt a wound. Shakespeare. | 73 |
| Have you summoned your wits from wool-gathering? Thos. Middleton. | 74 |
| Have yee him on the hip? Heywood. | 75 |
| He knew what is what. Skelton. | 76 |
| He must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil. Shakespeare. | 77 |
| Here is the devil-and-all to pay. Cervantes. | 78 |
| He must needes go that the dyvell dryveth. Johan the Husbande. | 79 |
| He went away with a flea in s ear. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 80 |
| He that is down can fall no lower. Butler. | 81 |
| He that has two strings t his bow. Butler. | 82 |
| Hes a sure card. Dryden. | 83 |
| He that runs may read. Cowper. | 84 |
| He will give the devil his due. Shakespeare. | 85 |
| I have other fish to fry. Cervantes. | 86 |
| Hit the nail on the head. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 87 |
| Hold their noses to the grindstone. Thos. Middleton. | 88 |
| How well I feathered my nest. Rabelais. | 89 |
| His bark is worse than his bite. Herbert. | 90 |
| Hide their diminished heads. Milton. | 91 |
| I am almost frightened out of my seven senses. Cervantes. | 92 |
| I am just going to leap into the dark. Rabelais. | 93 |
| If you would be loved, love and be lovable. Benj. Franklin. | 94 |
| Imitation is the sincerest of flattery. C. C. Colton. | 95 |
| Ill make the fur fly bout the ears of the old cur. Butler. | 96 |
| I can tell where my own shoe pinches me. Cervantes. | 97 |
| Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. Shakespeare. | 98 |
| I find the medicine worse than the malady. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 99 |
| I have you on the hip. Shakespeare. | 100 |
| It is a wise father that knows his own child. Shakespeare. | 101 |
| It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle. Herbert. | 102 |
| I will dig in the last ditch. William of Orange. | 103 |
| I wont quarrel with my bread and butter. Swift. | 104 |
| It is better to wear out than to rust out. Bishop Cumberland. | 105 |
| Let us do or die. Burns. | 106 |
| Laugh and be fat. John Taylor. | 107 |
| Leap out of the frying pan into the fire. Cervantes. | 108 |
| Let pride go afore, shame will follow after. George Chapman. | 109 |
| Lord, what fools these mortals be! Shakespeare. | 110 |
| Let the worst come to the worst. Cervantes. | 111 |
| Living from hand to mouth. Du Bartas. | 112 |
| Look before you ere you leap. Butler. | 113 |
| Life is short, yet sweet. Euripides. | 114 |
| Looked unutterable things. Thomson. | 115 |
| Men are but children of a larger growth. Dryden. | 116 |
| Make a virtue of necessity. Burton. | 117 |
| Man proposes, but God disposes. Thos. à Kempis. | 118 |
| Matches are made in heaven. Burton. | 119 |
| Mad as a March hare. Halliwell. | 120 |
| Moche Crye and no Wull. Fortescue. | 121 |
| Much of a muchness. Vanbrugh. | 122 |
| More knave than fool. Cervantes. | 123 |
| My mans as true as steel. Shakespeare. | 124 |
| No man is a hero to his valet-de-chambre. Attributed to Marshal Catinat. | 125 |
| Never leave that till to-morrow which you can do to-day. Benj. Franklin. | 126 |
| No rule is so general, which admits not some exception. Burton. | 127 |
| No cross, no crown. St. Paulinus. | 128 |
| Neat, not gaudy. Charles Lamb. | 129 |
| Necessity knows no law except to conquer. Publius Syrus. | 130 |
| Needle in a bottle of hay. Field. | 131 |
| Not if I know myself at all. Charles Lamb. | 132 |
| Nothing is certain but death and taxes. Benj. Franklin. | 133 |
| Nought venter nought have. Heywood. | 134 |
| Not lost, but gone before. Matthew Henry. | 135 |
| On his last legs. Thos. Middleton. | 136 |
| Oft times many things fall out between the cup and the lip. Greene. | 137 |
| One foot in the grave. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 138 |
| One hours sleep before midnight is worth three after. Herbert. | 139 |
| Oil on troubled waters. Bede. | 140 |
| Of two evils I have chose the least. Prior. | 141 |
| Others set carts before the horses. Rabelais. | 142 |
| Ossa on Pelion. Ovid. | 143 |
| Rome was not built in one day. Heywood. | 144 |
| Penny wise, pound foolish. Burton. | 145 |
| Plain as a nose in a mans face. Rabelais. | 146 |
| Put himself upon his good behavior. Byron. | 147 |
| Pitys akin to love. Thos. Southerne. | 148 |
| Rise with the lark and with the lark to bed. James Hurdis. | 149 |
| Praise the bridge that carried you over. Geo. Colman (the Younger). | 150 |
| Out of syght, out of mynd. Googe. | 151 |
| Right as a trivet. R. H. Barham. | 152 |
| Robbe Peter and pay Paule. Heywood. | 153 |
| Set the cart before the horse. Heywood. | 154 |
| She is no better than she should be. Henry Fielding. | 155 |
| So obliging that he neer obligd. Pope. | 156 |
| Seize time by the forelock. Pittacus. | 157 |
| Silence gives consent. Fuller. | 158 |
| She watches him as a cat would watch a mouse. Swift. | 159 |
| See and to be seen. Ben Jonson. | 160 |
| Set a beggar on horseback, and he will ride a gallop. Burton. | 161 |
| Speech is silver, silence is golden. Carlyle. | 162 |
| Snug as a bug in a rug. The Stratford Jubilee. | 163 |
| Spick and span new. Cervantes. | 164 |
| Smell a rat. Cervantes. | 165 |
| Strike the iron whilst it is hot. Rabelais. | 166 |
| Spare your breath to cool your porridge. Cervantes. | 167 |
| Smooth runs the water, where the brook is deep. Shakespeare. | 168 |
| Speak boldly, and speak truly, shame the devil. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 169 |
| The burnt child dreads the fire. Ben Jonson. | 170 |
| The coast was clear. Michael Drayton. | 171 |
| That which is everybodys business is nobodys business. Izaak Walton. | 172 |
| Tell tales out of schoole. Heywood. | 173 |
| Tall oaks from little acorns grow. David Everett. | 174 |
| The better day the better deed. Sir John Holt. | 175 |
| Take Time by the forelock. Thales. | 176 |
| The more haste, ever the worst speed. Churchill. | 177 |
| The more the merrier. Heywood. | 178 |
| The mill will never grind with the water that is past. Sarah Dowdney. | 179 |
| The game is up. Shakespeare. | 180 |
| The King is dead! Long live the King! Pardoe. | 181 |
| The end must justify the means. Prior. | 182 |
| The fat is in the fire. Heywood. | 183 |
| The eyes have one language everywhere. Herbert. | 184 |
| Theres luck in odd numbers. Samuel Lover. | 185 |
| Theres a time for all things. Shakespeare. | 186 |
| There can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire. Lyly. | 187 |
| There are some remedies worse than the disease. Publius Syrus. | 188 |
| The remedy is worse than the disease. Bacon. | 189 |
| There is no jesting with edge tools. Beaumont and Fletcher. | 190 |
| The very pink of perfection. Goldsmith. | 191 |
| There, though last, not least. Spenser. | 192 |
| The time is out of joint. Shakespeare. | 193 |
| This peck of troubles. Cervantes. | 194 |
| The short and the long of it. Shakespeare. | 195 |
| The will for the deed. Colley Cibber. | 196 |
| They that touch pitch will be defiled. Shakespeare. | 197 |
| | Though this may be play to you, |
| Tis death to us. |
Roger LEstrange. | 198 |
| Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead. Benj. Franklin. | 199 |
| Those that God loves, do not live long. Herbert. | 200 |
| Tis nothing when you are used to it. Swift. | 201 |
| Thy will for deed I do accept. Du Bartas. | 202 |
| Tis neither here nor there. Shakespeare. | 203 |
| Two of a trade can neer agree. Gay. | 204 |
| To make a mountain of a mole-hill. Henry Ellis. | 205 |
| Two heads are better than one. Heywood. | 206 |
| Turn over a new leaf. Thomas Dekker. | 207 |
| To make a virtue of necessity. Shakespeare. | 208 |
| To put a girdle round about the world. Geo. Chapman. | 209 |
| Unquiet meals make ill digestions. Shakespeare. | 210 |
| Well take the good-will for the deed. Rabelais. | 211 |
| | Whats one mans poison, signior, |
| Is anothers meat or drink. |
Beaumont and Fletcher. | 212 |
| We have here other fish to fry. Rabelais. | 213 |
| Time is money. Bulwer-Lytton. | 214 |
| Virtue is her own reward. Dryden. | 215 |
| We have scotchd the snake, not killed it. Shakespeare. | 216 |
| What will Mrs. Grundy say? Thos. Morton. | 217 |
| Whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing well. Earl of Chesterfield. | 218 |
| What is sauce for the goose is sauce for a gander. Tom Brown. | 219 |
| What mares nest hast thou found? Beaumont and Fletcher. | 220 |
| Went in at the one eare and out at the other. Heywood. | 221 |
| When the lions skin cannot prevail, a little of the foxs must be used. Lysander. | 222 |
| When the age is in, the wit is out. Shakespeare. | 223 |
| Where theres marriage without love there will be love without marriage. Benj. Franklin. | 224 |
| Where God hath a temple, the devil will have a chapel. Burton. | 225 |
| Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest. Lyly. | 226 |
| Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out. Herbert. | 227 |
| You must take the will for the deed. Swift. | 228 |
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