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A woman hath nyne lyues like a cat.
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It had need to beeA wylie mouse that should breed in the cats eare.
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True (quoth Ales) thinges doone can not be vndoone, Be they done in due tyme, to late, or to soone, But better late than neuer to repent this, To late (quoth my aunt) this repentance showd is, Whan the stéede is stolne shut the stable durre.
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The tide tarrieth no man.
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The wise man sayth, store is no sore.
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That muche is my bowe bent to shoote at these marks, And kyll feare, when the sky falth we shall haue larks.
John Heywood
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Than farewell riches, the fat is in the fire, And neuer shall I to like riches aspire.
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Lyke a pyckpurs pilgrim, ye prie and ye proule At rouers, to rob Peter and paie Poule.
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Set the cart before the horse.
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The cat would eate fish, and would not wet her feete.
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Proue thy fréende er thou haue néede, but in déede A fréende is neuer knoen tyll a man haue néede.
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I perfectly feele even at my fingers end.
John Heywood
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Ill wéede growth fast.
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Like will to like.
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When all candles be out, all cats be grey.
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It is better to beAn old man's derling than a yong man's werling.
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The more hast the lesse speede.
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The moe the merrier.
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And ones their hastie heate a littell controlde, Than perceiue they well, hotte love soone colde. And whan hasty witlesse mirth is mated weele, Good to be mery and wise, they thinke and feele.
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Might have gone further and have fared worse.
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Would ye both eat your cake and have your cake?
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Ka me, ka the, one good tourne askth an other.
John Heywood