Maxioms by John Heywood
I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A hair of the dog that bit us last night.
I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A hair of the dog that bit us last night.
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.
Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.
What heart can think, or tongue express,
The harm that groweth of idleness?
What heart can think, or tongue express,
The harm that groweth of idleness?
The cat would eat fish, and would not wet her feet.
The cat would eat fish, and would not wet her feet.
