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John Heywood

The loss of wealth is loss of dirt, As sages in all times assert; The happy man's without a shirt.
— John Heywood time
Let the world slide, let the world go; A fig for care, and a fig for woe! If I can't pay, why I can owe, And death makes equal the high and low.
— John Heywood death
All a green willow, willow, All a green willow is my garland.
— John Heywood will
Heywood did not invent what he calls "our common plaine pithie Proverbs olde." Rather, he collected and contextualized them:
— John Heywood
Original orthography from the Spenser Society reprint of the 1562 edition (, 1867, Manchester: Charles Simms and Co.)
— John Heywood society
Beware of, Had I wist.
— John Heywood war
Som thingis that prouoke young men to wed in haste, Show after weddyng, that hast maketh waste.
— John Heywood men
And ones their hastie heate a littell controlde, Than perceiue they well, hotte love soone colde. And whan hasty witlesse mirth is mated weele, Good to be mery and wise, they thinke and feele. And once their hasty heat a little controlled, Than perceive they well, hot love soon cold. And when hasty witless mirth is mated well,Good to be merry and wise, they think and feel.
— John Heywood love
The more hast the lesse speede.
— John Heywood
Beaten with his owne rod.
— John Heywood wit
Looke or ye leape.
— John Heywood
He that will not whan he may, Whan he would, he shall haue nay.
— John Heywood will
Than farewell riches, the fat is in the fire, And neuer shall I to like riches aspire.
— John Heywood fire
Whan the sunne shinth make hay, whiche is to say, Take time whan time comth, lest time steale away.
— John Heywood time
The tide tarrieth no man.
— John Heywood man
Time is tickell, and out of sight out of minde. Than catche and holde while I may, fast binde fast finde.
— John Heywood mind
And while I at length debate and beate the bushe, There shall steppe in other men, and catche the burdes, And by long time lost in many vayne wurdes.
— John Heywood time
Weddyng is desteny, And hangyng likewise.
— John Heywood wise
When the iron is hot, strike.
— John Heywood
While betweene two stooles my taile goe to the ground.
— John Heywood
So many heads so many wits.
— John Heywood man
Happy man, happy dole.
— John Heywood man
A hard beginnyng makth a good endyng.
— John Heywood good
Like will to like.
— John Heywood will
That muche is my bowe bent to shoote at these marks, And kyll feare, when the sky falth we shall haue larks.
— John Heywood fear
Who hopeth in Gods helpe, his helpe can not starte: Nothing is impossible to a willyng hart, And will maie wyn my herte, herein to consent, To take all thinges as it cometh, and be content.
— John Heywood hope
And also I shall to reueng former hurtis, Hold their noses to grinstone, and syt on theyr skurtis.
— John Heywood hurt
When all candels be out, all cats be grey, All thingis are then of one colour, as who sey. And this prouerbe faith, for quenching hot desyre, Foul water as soone as fayre, will quenche hot fyre.
— John Heywood faith
The nere to the churche, the ferther from God.
— John Heywood church
... Better is to boow then breake. It hurteth not the tounge to geue fayre wurdis. The rough net is not the best catcher of Burdis. Sense ye can nought wyn, if ye can not please, Best is to suffre: For of sufferance comth ease.
— John Heywood hurt
Two heddis are better then one.
— John Heywood
Who waite for dead men shall goe long barefoote.
— John Heywood men
She speaketh as she would cr
— John Heywood
To hold with the hare and run with the hound.
— John Heywood wit
Well aunt (quoth Ales) all is well that endes well. Ye Ales, of a good begynnyng comth a good end.
— John Heywood good
True (quoth Ales) thinges doone can not be vndoone, Be they done in due tyme, to late, or to soone, But better late than neuer to repent this, To late (quoth my aunt) this repentance showd is, Whan the st
— John Heywood true
Ill w
— John Heywood
... Be they wynners or loosers, ... beggers should be no choosers.
— John Heywood
Lyke a pyckpurs pilgrim, ye prie and ye proule At rouers, to rob Peter and paie Poule.
— John Heywood
A man maie well bring a horse to the water, but he can not make him drinke without he will.
— John Heywood man
Rome was not built in one daie (quoth he) and yet stood Till it was finist, as some say, full faire.
— John Heywood
Children learne to cr
— John Heywood learn
Throw no gyft agayne at the geuers head, For better is halfe a lofe than no bread.
— John Heywood gay
Nought venter nought haue. spare to speake spare to sp
— John Heywood
Children and fooles can not ly.
— John Heywood children
Who is wurs shod, than the shoemakers wyfe, With shops full of shoes all hir lyfe?
— John Heywood wit
Ka me, ka the, one good tourne askth an other.
— John Heywood good
A heare of the dog that bote vs last night.
— John Heywood night
Proue thy fr
— John Heywood
All thing is the woorse for the wearing.
— John Heywood
A woman hath nyne lyues like a cat.
— John Heywood man
A penny for your thought.
— John Heywood thought
Ye can not s
— John Heywood
Marke ye, how she hitteth me on the thombis (quoth h
— John Heywood
Thr
— John Heywood
Many handis make light warke.
— John Heywood war
There is no fyre without some smoke.
— John Heywood wit
Set the cart before the hors.
— John Heywood art
The mo the merier, we all daie here and s
— John Heywood
It is better to be An olde mans derlyng, than a yong mans werlyng.
— John Heywood man
Ye set circumquaques to make me beleue Or thinke, that the moone is made of gr
— John Heywood moon
Yes yes (quoth she) for all those wyse woordis vttred, I know on which syde my bread is buttred. But there will no butter cleaue on my breade. And on my bread any butter to be spreade. Euery promise that thou therin dost vtter, Is as sure as it were sealed with butter.
— John Heywood will
What man, loue me, loue me dog.
— John Heywood man
An yll wynde that blowth no man to good.
— John Heywood man
For whan I gaue you an ynche, ye tooke an ell.
— John Heywood you
Wolde ye bothe eate your cake, and haue your cake?
— John Heywood you
Praie and shifte eche one for him selfe, as he can. Euery man for him selfe, and god for us all.
— John Heywood god
Though ye loue not to bye the pyg in the poke, Yet snatche ye at the poke, that the pyg is in, Not for the poke, but the pyg good chepe to wyn.
— John Heywood good
This hitteth the nayle on the hed.
— John Heywood
God never sends th' mouth but he sendeth meat.
— John Heywood end
More frayd then hurt.
— John Heywood hurt
Feare may force a man to cast beyond the moone.
— John Heywood man
The wise man sayth, store is no sore.
— John Heywood man
Let the world wagge, and take mine ease in myne Inne.
— John Heywood world
Rule the rost.
— John Heywood
Better to give then to take.
— John Heywood
No man ought to looke a given horse in the mouth.
— John Heywood man
I perfectly feele even at my fingers end.
— John Heywood perfect
A sleveless errand.
— John Heywood
We both be at our wittes end.
— John Heywood wit
Reckeners without their host must recken twice.
— John Heywood wit
A day after the faire.
— John Heywood day
Cut my cote after my cloth.
— John Heywood
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after me.
— John Heywood good
A short horse is soone currid.
— John Heywood
She is nether fish nor flesh, nor good red herring.
— John Heywood good
Shee had seene far in a milstone.
— John Heywood
When the steede is stolne, shut the stable durre.
— John Heywood
Pryde will have a fall; For pryde goeth before and shame commeth after.
— John Heywood will
She looketh as butter would not melt in her mouth.
— John Heywood
The still sowe eats up all the draffe.
— John Heywood
Ill weede growth fast.
— John Heywood growth
It is a deere collop That is cut out of th' owne flesh.
— John Heywood
Beggars should be no choosers.
— John Heywood
Every cocke is proud on his owne dunghill.
— John Heywood
The rolling stone never gathereth mosse.
— John Heywood
To robbe Peter and pay Poule.
— John Heywood
A man may well bring a horse to the water, But he cannot make him drinke without he will.
— John Heywood man
Men say, kinde will creepe where it may not goe.
— John Heywood will
The cat would eate fish, and would not wet her feete.
— John Heywood cat

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