Collection of Scotch Proverbs | Page 6

these three are not thrifty.
He is a proud Tod that will not scrape his own Hole.
He is wise, when he is well can had him sa.
He is poor that God Hates.
He is wise, that is ware in time.
He is wise who can make a friend of a foe.
Hair, and hair, makes the Carles head bare.
Hear all parties.
He that is red for windlestraws, should not sleep in lees.
He that is fraid of a far--should never hear thunder.
He is not the fool that the fool is, but he that with the fool deals.
He loves me for little that hates me for nought.
He that hes twa huirds, is able to get the third.
He is a fairy beggar that may not goe by ane mans door.
Hall-binks are fliddery.
He is not the best Wright that hews the maniest speals.
He that evill does, never good weins.
Hoordom and grace, can never bide in one place.
He that counts all costs, will never put plow in the yeard.
He that slayes, shall be slain.
He that is ill of his harbery, is good of his way kenning.
He that will not when he may, shalt not when he wald.
Hanging gangs by hap.
He that comes un-call'd sits un-serv'd.
He was scant of news, that told his father was hang'd.
He that comes first to the hill, may sit where he will.
He that was born to be hang'd will never be drown'd.
He gangs early to steal, that cannot say Na.
He that shames, shall be shemt.
He should wear iron shone, that bides his neighbours deed.
Half a nuch is half sill.
Hunger is hard in a heal man.
He is a fairy Cook, that may not lick his own fingers.
He is good that fail'd never.
He plaints early that plaints on his kail.
He that does his turn in time, sits half idle.
He is twise fain, that sits on a slane.
Hald in geir, helps well.
Hunting, hawking, and paramours, for one joy an hundred displeasures.
He that marries e're he be wise, will die e're he thrive.
He that marries a Daw, eats meikle dirt.
Huly and fair men rides far journeys.
Hast makes wast.
He that looks not e're he loup, will fall e're he wit of himself.
He that counts but his Host, counts twise.
He that hes gold may buy land.
He should have a heal pow, that cals his neighbour nikkynow.
He is worth no weil that may bide no wae.
He that owes the Cow goes nearest her tail.
He should have a long shafted spoon that sups kail with the Devil.
Happy man, happy cavil.
He sits above that deals aikers.
Hame is hamely, though never so seemly.
He hes wit at will, that with angry heart can hold him still.
He that is hated of his subjects, cannot be counted a King.
Hap and an halfpennie is worlds geir enough.
He is fairest dung when his own wand dings him.
He calls me scabbed, because I will not call him skade.
He is blind that eats his marrow, but far blinder that lets him.
Have God and have All.
Honesty is na pride.
He that fishes afore the net, long e're he fish get.
He tint never a Cow, that grat for a needle.
He that hes no geir to tine, hes shins to pine.
Hea, will gar a deaf man hear.
He that takes all his geir fra himself, and gives it to his bairns, it were weil ward to take a mell and knock out his hairns.
He sits full still that hes a riven brick.
He that does bidding, deserves na dinging.
He that blaws best bears away the Horn.
He is well staikit thereben, that will neither borrow, nor len.

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Ill weeds waxes weil.
It is ill to bring out of the flesh that is bred in the bene.
It is a fairy brewing that is not good in the newing.
It's tint that is done to old men and bairns.
It is a silly flock where the yow bears the bell.
Ill win, ill warit.
In some mens aught mon the old horse die.
It is a sooth board that men sees wakin.
In space, comes Grace.
It is a sin to lye on the Devil.
It is eith till, that the awn self will.
It is good mows that fills the wemb.
It is na time to stoup when the head is off.
It is fair in the hall, when beards wag all.
It will come in an hour, that will not come in a year.
If thou do no ill, do no ill like.
If he steal not my kail, break not my dike.
If he may spend meikle, put the more to the fire.
If I can get his cart at a Waltar, I shall lend it a put.
If I may not keep geese, I shall keep gesline.
It is kindly that the poke fair of the Herring.
It is eich to cry yule on another man's cost;
Ilk a man as he loves, let him send to the Cooks,
It is eith to swim where the head is hild up.
It is weil warit they have sorrow, that buyes it with their