Blair Collection > Mackintosh's collection of Gaelic proverbs, and familar phrases

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1 63. The [penurious] wretched are never generous.
164. Lost [dead] is he whom I best loved; but I ra-
ther [wish] him not alive.
1 65. Grass grows not on the highway : neither will
a stone continually removed collect moss, (r)
166. You will not believe the death, till you see the
burial.
167. No plaister can be applied to a threat.
168. There is no good [purpose] that may not be
marred.
169. The priest drank no more than he had.
170. When bread is baked, and straw is threshed, nei-
ther will be spared. (5)
171. A clean bird out of the kite's nest came never.
172. None gave with the scabbard that got not with
the sword.
173. None ever harassed who did not suffer harass [in
turn.]
174'. There is no refuse worse, than the refuse of oats,
[weak corn.]
175. I do not pity my stepmother's sigh.
176. You take no heed till the sharp point be into
your eye.
1 77. He will send no one away with a sorrowful heart.
178. As unerring [in power] as the hand of Conlocli,
179. They who are the very learned, are not the best.
(r) " There grows no grass at the market-cross."— JTe-Z/y*
Prov.
" A rowin' stane gathers nae fog.'' — ib.
(5) Baken bread and brown ale will not bide Ia.ng/'=-ib,