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As ill-luck would have it.1 Part i. Book i. Chap. ii.

The brave man carves out his fortune, and every man is the son of his own works. 2

Chap. iv. Which I have earned with the sweat of


Ibid. Can we ever have too much of a good thing ? 3

Chap. vi. The charging of his enemy was but the work of a moment.

Chap. viii. And had a face like a blessing." Book ü. Chap. iv. It is a true saying that a man must eat a peck of salt with his friend before he knows him. Book iii. Chap. i.

Fortune leaves always some door open to come at a remedy.


Chap. ii.

Fair and softly goes far.
Plain as the nose on a man's face.5

Chap. iv. Let me leap out of the frying-pan into the fire; or, out of God's blessing into the warm sun."

Ibid. You are taking the wrong sow by the ear.8 Ibid. Bell, book, and candle.

Ibid. Let the worst come to the worst.'

Chap. v. You are come off now with a whole skin.

Ibid. Fear is sharp-sighted, and can see things under ground, and much more in the skies.

Chap. ri. Ill-luck, you know, seldom comes alone.20


1 See Shakespeare, page 46.
2 See Bacon, page 167.
% See Shakespeare, page 71.
4 He had a face like a benediction. - Jarris's translation.
5 See Shakespeare, page 44.
a See Heywood, page 17.
9 See Middleton, page 172.

6 See Heywood, page 18. 8 See Heywood, page 19. 10 See Shakespeare, page 143.

Chap. vii.

Chap. vii.

Why do you lead me a wild-goose chase ?

Part i. Book iti. Chap. ei. I find my familiarity with thee has bred contempt.?

Ibid. The more thou stir it, the worse it will be. Ibid.

Now had Aurora displayed her mantle over the blushing skies, and dark night withdrawn her sable veil. Ibid.

I tell thee, that is Mambrino's helmet.

Give me but that, and let the world rub; there I'll stick.

Sure as a gun.

Sing away sorrow, cast away care.
Thank you for nothing.

Ibid. After meat comes mustard ; or. like money to a starving man at sea, when there are no victuals to be bought with it.

Ibid. Of good natural parts and of a liberal education.

ibid. Would puzzle a convocation of casuists to resolve their degrees of consanguinity.

Ibid. Let every man mind his own business.

Ibid. Murder will out.8

Ibid. Thou art a cat, and a rat, and a coward.

Ibid. It is the part of a wise man to keep himself to-day for to-morrow, and not to venture all his eggs in one basket


Chap. it.


I know what's what, and have always taken care of the main chance. 4 The ease of my burdens, he staff of my



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1 See Shakespeare, page 45. 8 See Chaucer, page 5.

2 See Butler, page
4 See Lyly, page 33.

I am almost frighted out of my seven senses.

Part i. Buok iii. Chap. iz. Within a stone's throw of it.


Let us make hay while the sun shines.2

Chap. ci. I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine; every man for himself, and God for us all.3

Ibid. Little said is soonest mended.4

Ibid. A close mouth catches no flies.

Ibid. She

may guess what I should perform in the wet, if I do so much in the dry.

Ibid. You are a devil at everything, and there is no kind of thing in the 'versal world but what you can turn your hand to.

Ibid. It will grieve me so to the heart, that I shall cry my

Ibid. Delay always breeds danger.5

Book iv. Chap. ii. They must needs go whom the Devil drives.

Chap. iv. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." Ibid. More knave than fool.8

Ibid. I can tell where my own shoe pinches me; and you must not think, sir, to catch old birds with chaff.

Chap. v. I never saw a more dreadful battle in my born days.

Chup. viii. Here is the devil-and-all to pay.

Chap. x. I begin to smell a rat.'


eyes out.

i See Scott, page 493.
3 See Heywood, page 20.
5 See Shakespeare, page 93.
7 See Heywood, page 15. Also Plutarch, page 740.
8 See Marlowe, page 41.

2 See Heywood, page 10.
4 See Wither, page 200.
6 See Heywood, page 18.

9 See Middleton, page 172

I will take my corporal oath on it.

Part i. Book iv. Chap. z It is past all controversy that what costs dearest is, and ought to be, most valued.

Chap. zi. I would have nobody to control me; I would be absolute: and who but I? Now, he that is absolute can do what he likes; he that can do what he likes can take his pleasure; he that can take his pleasure can be content; and he that can be content has no more to desire. So the matter's over; and come what will come, I am satisfied. 1

Chap. xxiii. When the head aches, all the members partake of the pain.”

Part ii. Chap. ii. He has done like Orbaneja, the painter of Ubeda, who, being asked what he painted, answered, “As it may hit;' and when he had scrawled out a misshapen cock, was forced to write underneath, in Gothic letters, “This is a

Chap. iii.

. There are men that will make you books, and turn them loose into the world, with as much dispatch as they would do a dish of fritters.


cock.” 8


“ There is no book so bad," said the bachelor," but something good may be found in it." 4

Every man is as Heaven made him, and sometimes a great deal worse.

Chap. ir.

1 I would do what I pleased ; and doing what I pleased, I should have my will; and having my will

, I should be contented; and when one is contented, there is no more to be desired ; and when there is no more to be desired, there is an end of it. – Jarvis's translation.

2 For let our tinger ache, and it endues

Our other healthful members even to that sense

of pain. Othello, act iii. sc. 4. 8 The painter Orbaneja of Ubeda, if he chanced to draw a cock, he wrote under it, “ This is a cock," lest the people should take it for a fox. – Jaro vis's translation.

4 See Pliny the Younger, page 748.

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Spare your breath to cool your porridge."

Part . Chap. v. A little in one's own pocket is better than much in another man's purse.

Chap. vii. Remember the old saying, “Faint heart never won fair lady."

Chap. c. There is a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us out flat some time or other.

Ibid. Are we to mark this day with a white or a black stone?

Ibid. Let every man look before he leaps.

Chap. xiv. . The pen is the tongue of the mind.

Chap. xvi. There were but two families in the world, Have-much and Have-little.

Chap. xx. He has an oar in every man's boat, and a finger in every pie.

Chap. xxii. Patience, and shuffle the cards.

Chap. criii. Comparisons are odious.

Ibid. Tell me thy company, and I will tell thee what thou art.

Chap. xxiii. The proof of the pudding is the eating.

Chap. cai. He is as like one, as one egg is like another.5

Chap. xxvii. You can see farther into a millstone than he.

Chap. xxviii.

i See Rabelais, page 773. 2 Srenser: Britain's Ida, canto v. stanza 1. ELLERTON : George a Greene (a Ballad). WHETSTONE : Rocke of Regard. Burns: To Dr. Blacklock. COLMAN : Love Laughs at Locksmiths, act i.

8 See Heywood, page 9.
4 See Fortescue, page 7.
5 See Rabelais, page 773. Also Shakespeare, page 77.
6 See Heywood, page 13.

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