It's An Ill Wind That

There Is No Fool To The Old Fool.

When The Steede Is Stolne, Shut The Stable Durre.

A Cat May Looke On A King.

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.

I Know On Which Side My Bread Is Buttered.