Why do you lead me a wild-goose chase? Part i. Book iii. Chap. vi. Ibid. I find my familiarity with thee has bred contempt.1 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 Now had Aurora displayed her mantle over the blushing skies, and dark night withdrawn her sable veil.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. Chap. vii. Give me but that, and let the world rub; there I'll After meat comes mustard; or, like money to a starving man at sea, when there are no victuals to be bought with it. Of good natural parts and of a liberal education. Ibid. Ibid. Would puzzle a convocation of casuists to resolve their degrees of consanguinity. Let every man mind his own business. Murder will out. Thou art a cat, and a rat, and a coward. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. 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. ix. I know what's what, and have always taken care of the main chance.* The ease of my burdens, the staff of my life. 1 See Shakespeare, page 45. 8 See Chaucer, page 5. Ibid. Ibid. 2 See Butler, page 211. 4 See Lyly, page 33. I am almost frighted out of my seven senses.1 Within a stone's throw of it. Part i. Book iii. Chap. ix. Ibid. Chap. xi. Let us make hay while the sun shines.2 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." Little said is soonest mended.* A close mouth catches no flies. Ibid. Ibid. 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 eyes out. Delay always breeds danger.5 Ibid. Book iv. Chap. ii. Chap. iv. Ibid. Ibid. They must needs go whom the Devil drives." A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." 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. Here is the devil-and-all to pay. I begin to smell a rat." 1 See Scott, page 493. 8 See Heywood, page 20. 5 See Shakespeare, page 93. Chap. viii. Chap. x. 2 See Heywood, page 10. + See Wither, page 200. 6 See Heywood, page 18. 7 See Heywood, page 15. Also Plutarch, page 740. 8 See Marlowe, page 41. 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. xi. 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.2 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 cock." 8 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. Ibid. "There is no book so bad," said the bachelor, "but something good may be found in it." 4 Ibid. Every man is as Heaven made him, and sometimes a great deal worse. Chap. iv. 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 finger ache, and it endues Our other healthful members even to that sense Of pain. -Othello, act iii. sc. 4. 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. — Jarvis's translation. 4 See Pliny the Younger, page 748. Spare your breath to cool your porridge.1 Part ii. 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." 2 Chap. x. 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 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 Tell me thy company, and I will tell thee what thou art. Chap. xxiii. The proof of the pudding is the eating. Chap. xxiv. 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. 1 See Rabelais, page 773. 2 SPENSER: Britain's Ida, canto v. stanza 1. ELLERTON George aGreene (a Ballad). WHETSTONE: Rocke of Regard. BURNS: To Dr. Blacklock. COLMAN: Love Laughs at Locksmiths, act i. 3 See Heywood, page 9. 4 See Fortescue, page 7. 5 See Rabelais, page 773. Also Shakespeare, page 77. 6 See Heywood, page 13. Sancho Panza by name, is my own self, if I was not changed in my cradle. Part ii. Chap. xxx. "Sit there, clod-pate!" cried he; "for let me sit wherever I will, that will still be the upper end, and the place of worship to thee." 1 Chap. xxxi. Building castles in the air,2 and making yourself a laughing-stock. I must follow him through thick and thin.* There is no love lost between us." Ibid. Chap. xxxii. Chap. xxxiii. Ibid. Ibid. In the night all cats are gray. Ibid. All is not gold that glisters." Ibid. I can look sharp as well as another, and let me alone to keep the cobwebs out of my eyes. Ibid. Honesty is the best policy. Ibid. Time ripens all things. No man is born wise. Ibid. A good name is better than riches.8 Ibid. I drink when I have occasion, and sometimes when I have no occasion. Ibid. An honest man's word is as good as his bond. Heaven's help is better than early rising. I have other fish to fry." 1 Sit thee down, chaff-threshing churl! for let me sit where I will, that is the upper end to thee. - Jarris's translation. This is generally placed in the mouth of Macgregor : "Where Macgregor sits, there is the head of the table." Emerson quotes it, in his "American Scholar," as the saying of Macdonald, and Theodore Parker as the saying of the Highlander. 2 See Burton, page 187. 4 See Spenser, page 28. 6 See Heywood, page 11. 8 See Publius Syrus, page 708. |