There's No Taking Trout With Dry Breeches.

Ill-luck, You Know, Seldom Comes Alone.

Soul Of Fibre And Heart Of Oak.

You Are A Devil At Everything, And There Is No Kind Of Thing In The 'versal World But What You Can Turn Your Hand Into.

Miracle Me No Miracles.

The Ass Will Carry His Load, But Not A Double Load; Ride Not A Free Horse To Death.