The Cat Would Eate Fish, And Would

It Takes Nine Tailors To Make A Man.

It Is A Poor Dog That Is Not Worth The Whistling

God Never Sends The Mouth But He Sendeth Meat.

When All Candles Are Out, All Cats Are Grey, All Things Are Then Of One Color, As Who Say. And This Proverb Faith, For Quenching Hot Desire, Foul Water As Soon As Faire, Will Quench Hot Fire.

Of A Good Beginning Cometh A Good End.