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Who hopeth in Gods helpe, his helpe can not starte: Nothing is impossible to a willyng hart, And will maie wyn my herte, herein to consent, To take all thinges as it cometh, and be content.
John Heywood
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The mo the merier, we all daie here and sée Ye, but the fewer the better fare (said hée)
John Heywood
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Yee have many strings to your bowe.
John Heywood
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All is not Gospell that thou doest speake.
John Heywood
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By hooke or crooke.
John Heywood
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Three may keepe counsayle, if two be away.
John Heywood
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We both be at our wittes end.
John Heywood
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Out of Gods blessing into the warme Sunne.
John Heywood
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A hard beginning maketh a good ending.
John Heywood
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This wonder (as wonders last) lasted nine daies.
John Heywood
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... Better is to boow then breake. It hurteth not the tounge to geue fayre wurdis. The rough net is not the best catcher of Burdis. Sense ye can nought wyn, if ye can not please, Best is to suffre: For of sufferance comth ease.
John Heywood
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He that will not whan he may, Whan he would, he shall haue nay.
John Heywood
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One swallow maketh not summer.
John Heywood
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More frayd then hurt.
John Heywood
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A short horse is soone currid.
John Heywood
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A heare of the dog that bote vs last night.
John Heywood
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Though ye loue not to bye the pyg in the poke, Yet snatche ye at the poke, that the pyg is in, Not for the poke, but the pyg good chepe to wyn.
John Heywood
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Much water goeth by the millThat the miller knoweth not of.
John Heywood
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Rome was not built in one daie (quoth he) and yet stood Till it was finist, as some say, full faire.
John Heywood
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The greatest Clerkes be not the wisest men.
John Heywood
