The Cat Would Eate Fish, And Would

What A Time Herbs And Weeds, And Such Things Could Talk, A Man In His Garden One Day Did Walk, Spying A Nettle Green (as Th'emeraude) Spread In A Bed Of Roses Like The Ruby Red. Between Which Two Colors He Thought, But His Eye, The Green Nettle Did The Red Rose Beautify. "how Be It," He Asked The Nettle, "what Thing Made Him So Pert? So Nigh The Rose To Spring.

A Woman Hath Nine Lives Like A Cat.

God Never Sends The Mouth But He Sendeth Meat.

It Will Not Out Of The Flesh That Is Bred In The Bone.

So Many Heads So Many Wits.