Quien ha las hechas ha las sospechas. La muger que no vera no haze larga tela Quien a las hechas ha las sospechas. Todos los duelos con pan son buenos. El mozo por no saber, y el viejo por no poder dexan las cosas pierder. La hormiga quandose a de perder nasiente alas De los leales se hinchen los huespitales. Dos que se conoscan de lexos se saludan. Bien ayrna quien mal come. Por mejoria mi casa dexaria Hombre apercebido medio combatido He caries fier in one hand and water in the other To beat the bush while another catches the byrd To cast beyond the moone His hand is on his halfpeny As he brues so he must drinke Both badd me God speed but neyther bad me wellcome To bear two faces in a whood To play cold prophett To sett vp a candell before the devill He thinketh his farthing good syluer _Folio 96, front_. Let them that be a cold blowe at the cold. I haue seen as farre come as nigh The catt would eat fish but she will not wett her foote Jack would be a gentleman if he could speake french Tell your cardes and tell me what yow haue wonne Men know how the markett goeth by the markett men. The keyes hang not all by one mans gyrdell. While the grasse growes the horse starueth I will hang the bell about the cattes neck. He is one of them to whome God bedd heu I will take myne altar in myne armes for the mooneshyne in the water It may ryme but it accords not To make a long haruest for a lyttell corn _Folio 96, back_. Neyther to heavy nor to hott Soft for dashing Thowght is free The deuill hath cast a bone to sett strife To putt ones hand between the barke and the Tree Who meddles in all thinges may shoe the gosling Let the catt wynke and lett the mowse runne He hath one pointe of a good haulke he is handy The first poynt of a faulkener to hold fast Ech finger is a thumb Owt of Gods blessing into the warme sune. At eve[r]y dogges barke to awake A lone day My self can tell best where my shoe wringes me A cloke for the Rayne To leap owt of the frieng pan into the fyre Now toe on her distaff then she can spynne To byte and whyne The world runs on wheeles He would haue better bread than can be made of whea[t] To take hart of grace _Folio 97, front_.