J. F. Campbell Collection > Collection of Gaelic proverbs and familiar phrases

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Is binn gach glòir bho 'n duine blieairteach.
Is mil bho 'bliial a' ghobaireachd ;
Is searbh a' choir bho 'n aimbeairteach,
Is cian a ghloir bho ghliocas.
Siocci is the talk of the wealthy man,
Like honey is his prattling ;
Harsh is the right from the poor mans mouth,
Far is his talk from ivisdom.
Mills glor gach lir
Am-bidh cuiil agus spreidli ;
Searbh glor an te bhilheas lonmi,
Bun-os-cionn do labhrann se. — Ir.
Is bior gach sràbh 's an oidhche.
Every strata is a thorn at night.
This must have been said by a Celtic Sybarite.
Is blàth an fhuil, ged is ann an craicionn nan con i.
Blood is tvarm, though it he hut in a dogs skin.
Al. 'an sròn muice— 7n a pig's nose.
Al. Is blath fuil nan cat 'nan craicionn fhein — Cafs blood is
warm in their own skin.
Is blath anail na màthar.
Warm is the mothers hreath.
The mitlier's breath is aye sweet. —Scot.
A beautiful saying.
Is blath lodan na broige.
War in is the p)ool in the shoe.
Said to youngsters complaining of leaky shoes.
Is bochd am fear nach fhaigh a leòir a's t-Fhoghar.
He's a poor man ivho vjont get his fill in Autumn.
Is bochd am pòsadh nach fhearr na 'n dubh-chosnadh.
It's a 'poor marriage that is not hetter than hard service.
This seems a foolish sentiment, but the ' dubh-chosnadh,'
literally ' black-service' refers to out-door work, seldom desirable
ior women.
Is bochd an ainnis lomanach.
Trtdy poor is the naked needy.
Is bochd an rud nach fhiach iarmidh.
It's a poor thing that's not worth asking.