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Who is wurs shod, than the shoemakers wyfe, With shops full of shoes all hir lyfe?
John Heywood
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Love me litle, love me long.
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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A hard beginning maketh a good ending.
John Heywood
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All is not Gospell that thou doest speake.
John Heywood
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One swallow maketh not summer.
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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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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More frayd then hurt.
John Heywood
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Three may keepe counsayle, if two be away.
John Heywood
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Out of Gods blessing into the warme Sunne.
John Heywood
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We both be at our wittes end.
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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Yee have many strings to your bowe.
John Heywood
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It is a deere collopThat is cut out of th' owne flesh.
John Heywood
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A short horse is soone currid.
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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A peny for your thought.
John Heywood
