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Who Likes Not The Drinke, God Deprives Him Of Bread.

Gold Thou Mayst Safely Touch; But If It Stick Unto Thy Hands, It Woundeth To The Quick.

He That Hath Little Is The Lesse Durtie.

Bees Work For Man, And Yet They Never Bruise Their Master's Flower, But Leave It Having Done, As Fair As Ever And As Fit To Use; So Both The Flower Doth Stay And Honey Run.

In Every Country Dogges Bite.