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A44738 Paroimiographia Proverbs, or, Old sayed savves & adages in English (or the Saxon toung), Italian, French, and Spanish, whereunto the British for their great antiquity and weight are added ... / collected by J.H., Esqr. Howell, James, 1594?-1666. 1659 (1659) Wing H3098; ESTC R5378 300,163 349

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the fire as bad as the mother viz. the disease VVho takes not up a pin hath no care of his wife In avoiding the Fly he swallowed the Spider A large train and light purse To whom I wish well let his wife dye Speak well and seldom thou wilt be held for some body To speak without fore-thinking is to shoot without aiming Do well it matters not to whom Do what the Fryer tells thee not what he doth VVho serves well asks enough Where there is a fool and a turd they will quickly be known An early riser hath care of something Honour and profit cannot hold in one bag To fly away and run is not one thing To steal a Pig and give the Pettitoes in almes A little spindle a great help A new guest a trouble to the house The wheat is merry under the snow as an old man under a blanket I ●m a little merry but I do my business Egges are as thousands of meats I beat the bush another catcheth the birds I go where no Pope or Emperour can send their Embassador viz. To stool The Wolf and the Fox are of the same mind The fish who seeks the ●ook seeks his ruine VVho dallies with his enemy dies betwixt his hands The Masters eye fatneth the horse The Fryer who begs for God begs for two This is to make a hedge of thorns with naked hands Make thy Son thy Heir not thy Steward In a dry soyl brackish water is good In the labourers house hunger looks in but dares not enter Good fishing in troubled water He was born in an ill hour who gets an ill name In this wretched world when there is wine enough there wants bread The just man may sin in an open chest In the gamesters house joy lasts but little A straw is heavy in a long journey In a full house supper is quickly ready Bastards are very good or very bad Wo to the son whose father to Heaven is gone That must be which pleaseth God Grind good corn and never blow the horn Take heed of a Punk that leaves thy purse light Beware of the occasion and God will save thee from the sin Death takes no bribe A grain fills not the sive but it helps its companions A great pleasure to eat well and spend nothing My father Mun̄oz desires what God doth not Who erres and mends he recommends himself to God Who preserves himself God preserves him Who lives well hath no need of any When thou hearest our Lady named ask not whether thou must fast He hath his soul in his fist After this world another will come Peter is so much Gods that God gets him not All is nothing in this world unless you direct it to the other Who goes not to sea knows not how to pray Before thou marry see what thou dost Before thou marry have a house wherein to tarry A husband of thirty for a wife of fifteen An ill night and yet a girl Who loves Beltran loves his dog She gathers ashes and scatters corn Let every pot have its cover Well or ill they have married me Marry marry sounds well and savours ill Marry and converse with your equal Marry thy daughter with a good neighbour and thou wilt sell thy wine Marry and thou wilt be tame enough Weddings have fools of all kind Smoak a dropping gutter and a scold cast the good man out of his hold Who is an enemy to the Bride how can he speak well of the Bridegroom The Stag casts his horns every year and thy husband every day From a prognosticating Maid and a Latine Wife the Lord preserve me God guard me from the wind through a hole and from a reconciled friend Beware of a young Physitian and an old Barber The name of a Step-mother is enough The Devil makes the Usurers bed The Oven is heated by the mouth To trust God upon a good pawn God keep thee from 't is done Beads about his neck and the Devil in his body A short prayer penetrates heaven Much on earth little in heaven I do for thee because thou mayst do for me for thou art not God The secrecy of two is the secrecy of God the secrecy of three is all mens secrecy When God will it raines with all winds Praying to God and driving the plow viz. prayer and labour will do well Let thy hand go to what thou art fit for Whom God doth bless his Bitch brings forth Piggs To a chast woman God is sufficient Whom God doth bless the Ant seeks him out He is rich who is well with God By right or wrong God speed our Councel I come very conveniently Give me some meat To lock up or keep safely To send a message Give me wherewith to write To give order It is to be noted that this word Recaudo is a word of the largest extent in all the Spanish tongue for it signifies a Message by word or Letter a Present a Commission or any accomodation Assurance or Security Victuall or Provision for war or any place else and all things that a man needs or is provided of for himself or his beast c. God gives Beans to him who hath no gums God betters us from hour to hour Let me have a rich Husband though he be an Ass. From a fools bolt God deliver me God send thee joy and health and a house with a Court and a Well God send me to do with him who understands me God put strife among those that maintain us viz. Clients God consents but not alwayes From smooth water God deliver me for I shall preserve my self from the rough Tripe porredge dost thou brag Against presumption Let good luck come and let it come whence it will A rich widow a quiet house A Whore and a Hare seek them near the high way Iew pay what thou owest for what I owe thee stands upon account Go when thou art sent come when thou art called I was dust there came water and made me dirt Much corn never bad year For rising early the day breaks never the sooner For newes never trouble thy selfe thou shalt know it time enough Little wealth little care Over shooes over boots By no means leave not the high-way for a by-path Take thy wifes first counsel not the second Ask Mun̄oz for he tells more lies then two An open gate tempts a Saint They set up a Cross because he should not piss in the place When the beast groans load on and do not fear When the Devil is at his Beads he will couzen thee When the Devil comes to thy gate and shall beg thy sleeves cut them off and give them him Like bell like clapper When thou art an Anvil suffer like an Anvil when thou art a Hammer strike like a Hammer VVhen thou art with thy wife belly to belly do not tell her whatsoever comes into thy mind The Saint can do nothing when God is not pleased If the fields will not the Saints can
there can be no crime In this I did not care if God Almighty were my Judge You may as soon cutt out a Kirtle for the Moon The clothes warm the body and the body the clothes by way of thankefull correspondence A hundered misdemeanures cannot make one Treason no more then a hundred Catts one Lion Planting of Trees Englands old thrift Infortunate Princes steer their course by them which know not the use of the Compasse As earth and water make but one Globe so Man and Wife make but one flesh That s●n maketh one happy that turneth to sorrow As black as the soul of Iudas Ireland a fitt Countrey for Quakers because t is so full of Boggs VVhose hearts on Riches dwell bidd God farewell The surest way to cure sore eyes is to cast them up often towards Heaven Money in all great actions like Mercury among the Chymiques without which no conclusion can be tried Too much liberty and too much bread the common levain of Rebellion VVho accepts an invitation at first wants good manners It is the Devils reformation to turn order to confusion and superstition to prophanenesse The third Century WHen the Sermon is ended in the Church let it begin in thee A fair woman with ill qualities is like a sattin-petticoat lin'd with course buckram Faith is a great Lady and good Works are her Attendants Princes of an ill destiny follow the worst Counsells Who goeth to school to himself may have a fool for his master Who dischargeth a good Conscience hath enough of his own to reward himself No Innocence so safe but may be glad to stand in the eye of Mercy The futious man when his first blast is spent groweth the fearfullest Though the Aire of Affliction be Clowdy yet th●ough it we best discern God and our friends Discretion the best Passe-port to travell the world I do not use to supp because I would not have the use of a Physitian Rebellion suppressed maketh the Prince the stronger What sayles are to a shipp the passions are to the spirits To give the pettitoes in almes will not satisfie for stealing the pigg VVho hath a good witt and memory without Learning hath a spindle and distaffe without flax Italy a great Bordell France a great Bedlam and Germany a great Brewhouse When death kills a Miller he kills two viz. A Miller and a Thief The sight of her would make a man wish himself ghelt Mildnesse the Cognisance of a Gentleman A Dutchman commonly barrells up more then he can broach and drinketh more then he can carry He is as fitt for that Office as Caligulas horse was to be Consul The riches of the Church is to a State as Anchors in a storm Superstition lesse dangerous then prophanenesse Night succeeds day and sorrow joy The difference twixt a wife and a wench is that we pay for the one and receive money with the other London to the rest of England is like the Spleen whose swelling makes the rest of the body lean and lank Intestine broyles the readiest way to ruine any Countrey Civill warrs like fire in the bed-straw The Hollander burns up his Countrey before the day of Judgement viz. In Turfs Expedition the life of Action The greatest arms the Turks ever used against the Christians were their own divisions Spain a cheap Countrey to travell in for one cannot get meat for money Prayers like Petards break open Heaven gate An ingenuous face is a good Letter of Recommendation Choose thy Friends as Bookes few but choice ones Confession and sorrow without amendment are like the pumping of a shipp without stopping the leaks The Polititian like a Sculler he looketh one way and roweth another Honor should be a spurt to Vertue not a stirr op to pride A working brain toile's more then a sweating brow The Spaniard looketh as high as the German but not so bigg Spanish Coyn as Catholique as the King As piping hott as a prickeard Preacher in a Pulpitt Who spendeth more then he should Shall not have to spend when he would Woman and Man are like Loadstone and Iron In an Ocean of Newes scarce a dropp of Truth Aristotle the Philosophers Pope She looks like a Carack that hath made three voyages into the East Indies Humble Ignorance a safe Knowledge English Parlements good Physicke but an ill diet He is a cheap Friend that is gott by a Complement Schools and Hospitalls the best books that Bishops can leave behind them France and Spain the two poles that bear up Christendom VVhen you travell neither shew your mind or your money Out of Reverence we bear to Antiquity we extoll things passd and extenuate things present Venice beareth the Bell for Lasses and Glasses He lesse offends who writes many toyes then he who omitteth one serious thing No wound healeth till the Inflammation be taken away no peace made without a cessation of Arms first Thankes a good Usher to draw on a second Courtesie Is the Plague in the point that you fly so far from it VVine a foul wrastler it oftentimes takes one up by the leggs Money the moving Instrument in all things The proud Mans Ambition hath no Horizon Be content to walk on the battlements of Honor without going upon stilts In a whole Volley of Newes scarce a true Report A Favorite may secure himself from guilt but not from envy As much witt is shewn in a pertinent question as in a wise answer The Spaniard hardly casts up what he once swallowes The Frenchman like March who enters like a Lion but goeth out like a Lamb. The Divine goeth to Heaven by Iacobs ladder the Astronomer by Iacobs staff The first Principle of Policy is for a State to preserve it self An honorable Retreat is the hardest thing in the feat of Arms. France for a Kingdom Flanders for an Earldom Milan for a Dutchy Venice for a Common-wealth The Spaniard buggers his mother for gold Adam only knew no Minority As smooth as an Italian Complement In a great fogg the Devill tokes Tobacco A naturall fool is never out of his rionage The Astronomer being loth to go to Heaven makes Heaven come to him As wanton as the English after a long peace If the French pesant be a slave he may thank his warving humor for it As hungry as the French Toung who eats so many letters If thou wilt live long make thy selfe old betimes Favours like flowers which quickly fade in the memory of an unthankfull man The French like a flea the Dutch like a lowse the Spaniard like a 〈◊〉 If thou art fatt then sleep not after meal If lean thou in a chair a napp may steal Be still prepar'd 'gainst death for He Doth in thy shadow watch for Thee A Cock a Scold and a Trumpetr better heard in thy neighbors house then in thine own As much transformd as De la Motts House by the Exchange to Atheists alley Pride in the Van beggery in the Rear Where ther 's no Law ther
them The foot of the Master is as dung to the ground Let 's bless God in the state we are in In the Cutlers house an ill knife I scap'd from the thunder and fell into the lightning viz. from bad to worse In the wise mans mouth what is publick is secret He is my friend who grindes in my mill 'T is good Doctrine to be wise by other mens harms The Greyhound who starts many Hares kills none Vain-Glory doth flourish but bears no grain By drop and drop the Sea lesseneth Enjoy thou the little thou hast while the fool seeks for more By one grain after another the Ant fills his barn Do for me learn for thy self I take some sport but I finish my task To scape the Bull I fell into the River Women and Wine make a man swarve from his judgement Thy bowels and chests must fly ope to thy friend The cobweb le ts go the Rat and holds fast the Mouse Salt comes from the sea and mischief from a woman By the Popes Prick which is holy flesh Since I brought forth children I never fill'd my belly Words and works eat not at one table Sometimes a fool gives good counsel From a silent person remove thy dwelling Man is the fire woman the flax the Devil the bellows To sweat at meat and freeze at work Money makes the man compleat VVho died of fear they made him a tomb of turd A melon and a woman are hard to be known A golden face silver hair and scarlet eyes Fore-warn'd fore-arm'd An early riser hath care of something Meddle not with the quarrels of brothers Men propose but God doth dispose Let the tripes be full for they carry the legs My neighbours goat gives more milk then mine Love and thou shalt be loved so thou maist do that which thou canst not do being not beloved Poverty may make a chaste woman do foul things The bacon of Paradise for the married man that never repented Marry and gossip every one with his equal An old man a new grief every day The least hair makes a shadow To sell honey to him that hath hives of his own Let good luck come and let it come whence it will Put neither Iew nor Hog into thy garden Shee 's coif'd like a Saint and nayl'd like a Cat. The wanton Sheep said to the Goat give me wooll The life pass'd makes old age heavy Truth like oyl swims always on the top The foolish woman by the list buyes the cloath The blind mans wife needs no painting A wench on the market-place hath commonly the door swep'd and the house beshit They cast the fault of the Ass upon the Panniers Too much conversation breeds contempt The cunning wife makes the husband her apron VVant makes the old wife to trot and the cripple to caper A good pay-master is never sorry for his pawn A book shut brings not forth a Lawyer The absent and the dead have no friends Money makes Masters He sadleth to day and goes to morrow VVords are in us deeds are in God Married men need many eyes VVhat thou hast to do do it and say not to morrow That which happens not in a year falls out in an instant That which is used cannot be excused Too much breaks the bag VVhat three know all the world knows The dead open the eyes of the living viz. Books The worst of Law-suits is that of one there grow a hundred What 's ordain'd in Heaven must be done on Earth What 's done at a wedding must not be done every day Every one carrieth his Soul in the palm of his hand The rotten apple spoils his companion The Locusts make thin guts The Woman and the Melon smell them at the tail Wine and women keep men from musing A gentle answer breaks choler Truth is green A lye wants feet An Egge to day is better then a Hen to morrow Good words have a good sound A lye hath short legs To start a hare for another to take The poor man like a Walnut-tree all throw stones at him Words are women deeds men Better bow then break Converse with the wise and thou shalt be one of them The desire of man never comes to the highest pitch Bind me hand and foot and throw me among my kindred Divide not Pears with thy master in jest or earnest Better to unsow then break viz. to go too hastily to work An ill word hurts more then a sharp sword A pawn in the the chest is better then a pledge in the market The smoak of my own house is better then the fire of another My Gossips wish me ill because I tell them truth Better to go about then fall into the ditch Better be still single then ill married A handful of naturall wit is better then an armful of learning To hammer on cold Iron One Ox shites more then a hundred Swallows Better late then never 'T is ill to sin 't is devillish to persevere A mild word quencheth more then a whole cauldron of water Being ill and hoping to be better I must dye I know not when If you paint and cocker them too much you will make bad daughters of good Rather a trotting wife then a gazing wife The Devil so loved his child that he pulled out one of his eyes Put her to another vessel because she may not smell of the mother Have luck enough and a little learning will serve thy turn VVho hath children 't is reason he should gather VVho hath children cannot die of a surfeit VVho will be very old let him begin betimes to be so Fortune reacheth her hand to a bold man Take a Bull by the horn and a man by his word God send thee a house of Oak a bowl of Silver and a pot of Copper A Knight without money is no Knight but a bable Gifts break through rocks Who hath daughters and sheep he can want no complaints Two shirts is better then one Correct thy Mule and thy Child behind A Woman in the straw and a Webb begun cannot want a place of refuge Breed up a Crow and she will peck out thy eye Be not partner with a man engaged A clown may be hid by good cloaths Give me her honest and I will make her hansome Give a Pye of one colour and I will give you a Maid without a fault Better keep then ask The dugs draw more then cable ropes A pitiful Mother a shitten Child Rather bleared then blind The ill of many turns to delight My knee is nearer then the calf of my leg 'T is wholsomer to go to bed without a supper then rise in debt Put thy hand into thy own bosome and never stand telling the fortune of others Envy is better then pity Mine is better then ours The more Moors viz. Slaves the more gain Oats and Mass never retard a journey While the yoak goes let the spindle wag While I am in my house I am a King Truly dame this gear goes ill