When the fox hath once got in his nose,
	He’ll soon find means to make the body follow.

Shakespeare.    

	For he
	That sows in craft does reap in jealousy.

Middleton.    

	That for ways that are dark
	And for tricks that are vain,
	The heathen Chinee is peculiar.

Bret Harte.    

	This is the fruit of craft:
	Like him that shoots up high, looks for the shaft,
	And finds it in his forehead.

Middleton.