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... first came . And thefe , as Sea marks , may ferve to warn us what is to be avoided , as well as dif- approved , by all who have a true taste and fenfe of their Duty and Intereft . Some too of the French Proverbs are in fuch an old Drefs ...
... first came . And thefe , as Sea marks , may ferve to warn us what is to be avoided , as well as dif- approved , by all who have a true taste and fenfe of their Duty and Intereft . Some too of the French Proverbs are in fuch an old Drefs ...
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... first well confider himself . Non dir di me , fe di me non , fai ; Penfa di te , e poi di me dirai . Speak not of me unless you know me well ; Think of your felf e're ought of me you tell . Più val un giorno del difcreto , che tutta la ...
... first well confider himself . Non dir di me , fe di me non , fai ; Penfa di te , e poi di me dirai . Speak not of me unless you know me well ; Think of your felf e're ought of me you tell . Più val un giorno del difcreto , che tutta la ...
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... first fervice a Child doth his Father , is to make him a Fool ; the next is , to make him mad . Buon paëfe , cattivo camino . A rich Country and a bad Road . Buon Auvocato cattivo vicino . A good Lawyer is a bad Neighbour . Buon ...
... first fervice a Child doth his Father , is to make him a Fool ; the next is , to make him mad . Buon paëfe , cattivo camino . A rich Country and a bad Road . Buon Auvocato cattivo vicino . A good Lawyer is a bad Neighbour . Buon ...
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... first which a Fool muft do at the last . Anni e Peccati fon fempre più di quel che fi dicono . Mens Tears and their Faults are always more than they are willing to own . I pec- I peccati & i debiti fono più di quel che 20 Italian Proverbs .
... first which a Fool muft do at the last . Anni e Peccati fon fempre più di quel che fi dicono . Mens Tears and their Faults are always more than they are willing to own . I pec- I peccati & i debiti fono più di quel che 20 Italian Proverbs .
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... thinks to be enough . Trà due Poltroni il vantaggio è di chi prima co- nofce l ' altro . Of two Cowards , he hath the better who first finds the other out . Al Al più trifto Porco vien la meglior Pera . The 22 Italian Proverbs .
... thinks to be enough . Trà due Poltroni il vantaggio è di chi prima co- nofce l ' altro . Of two Cowards , he hath the better who first finds the other out . Al Al più trifto Porco vien la meglior Pera . The 22 Italian Proverbs .
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