The Power of the Tongue—Speech and Silence—Knowledge and Wisdom
not Interchangeable Terms—Truth and Untruth—Travellers'
Tales—Flattery—Industry and Sloth—Youth—Friends, True and
False—Riches and Poverty—The Ladder to Thrift—The Influence
of Womankind—The Good Wife—The Shrew—The Testimony of
Epitaphs—The Grey Mare—Home—Hope—Forethought—Excuses—Good
and Ill Fortune—Retribution—Detraction—Pretension—Self-interest—Bribery
and Corruption—Custom and Habit—The
General Conduct of Life—The Weather—The Moon made of
Green Cheese—Conclusion
Speech, wise or otherwise, and silence, under the
same limitations, have supplied the material for countless
wisdom-chips, the power of the tongue in what
it says and how it says it being recognised as of
vital importance, and this has been admitted at every
period and under every sky. It has been said that
"More have repented speech than silence," and the
assertion has much experience in its favour. Though
times arise when prompt speech is needful, and
cowardice and a poor expediency prevents the words
being uttered, it is, perhaps, more ordinarily the experience
that one unavailingly regrets having spoken, and
would give much to be able to recall the hasty and
inconsiderate utterance.[194:A]
It has been truly said that he knows much who
knows when to speak, but that he knows yet more
who knows when to be silent, and that the good
talker is known by what he says, and also by what
he does not say. It has been very happily declared
that "Flow of words is not always flow of wisdom,"
and that "Quality is ever better than quantity," so
that "Words should be delivered not by number but
by weight."[195:A] Another very true adage is that "Talking
comes by nature, silence by understanding."
The Italians say: "Great eloquence, little conscience,"
and it is certainly true that "Great talkers fire too
fast to take good aim." Speech has been declared to
be the portraiture of the mind, so that as the man
talks to us he is quite unconsciously depicting himself.
"A close mouth catches no flies" says the old
saw, and modest merit that trusts to its deserving is
likely enough to be supplanted by the boldly importunate.
Many would prefer to let these others do
the impudent begging, and would surrender the flies,
but keep their self-respect. Young tells us that
"Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun"—
which is very true; while Shakespeare's advice is no
less so:
"Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest."
A very homely saw declares, "Least said, soonest
mended," and certainly "Speaking silence is better
than senseless speech"; but the assumption that the
speech is of such a quality that it is best left unsaid
is a little severe, and the mental atmosphere in which
the less said implied the less to be mended would be,
we would fain hope, a very exceptional one. We
shall all agree that "Say well is good, but do well is
better," and in the value of the caution that "In
lavishing words one wears out ideas." An old
rhyme hath it that "A man of words and not of
deeds Is like a garden full of weeds," and a grave old
writer advises us on this that "The way of God's commandments
is more in doing than in discourse."[196:A] "Great
talkers are ill doers" is another version of the saying.
It has been said, and very justly, that "Silence
often expresses more powerfully than speech the verdict
and the judgment," and to one who comes
beneath its sway it must be more eloquent and more
crushing than any audible denunciation that can be
repudiated or challenged. It is a very common saying
that "Silence gives consent," but one readily sees
that this is much too sweeping. Nevertheless, the
adage is of venerable antiquity and of wide distribution.
We find it quoted by Euripides long before
the Christian era. The Romans said, "Qui tacet consentire
videtur," while the modern Frenchman believes
that "Assez consent qui ne dit pas mot." In Psalm
L. v. 21, things are presented on an entirely different
footing. "Silence," says Shakespeare, "is the perfectest
herald of joy; I were but little happy if I
could say how much." The tongue, "the unruly
member," has been the subject of countless discourses
and essays, and also of warning adages beyond number.
The writer of Ecclesiasticus tells us that "The pipe
and the psaltery make sweet melody, but a pleasant
tongue is above them both," and a French proverb
runs that "Douces paroles ne scorchent pas la langue."
Richard Taverner, writing in 1539, tells us that being
"demaunded what in a man is the worst thyng and
the best, Anacharsis answered—the tonge. Meanyng
that the selfe same parte of a manne bryngeth most
utilitie yf it be with ryght reason gouverned, and
agayne is most perylouse and hurtfull yf otherwyse."
This testimony may be accepted as being about the
truth; but, as it is much less necessary to commend the
good than to denounce the evil, the general set of proverb
teaching is strongly in the latter direction. An old
Roman proverb runs, "Lingua quo vadis?"—"Tongue,
where goest thou?" The hint, to stop a moment and
see in what direction we are being taken, the journey
and its ending, is an excellent one.
"The first vertue, sone, if thou wilt lere,
Is to restreine and kepen wel thy tonge,"[197:A]
writes Chaucer, in the "Manciple's Tale," and he repeats
this in "Troilus and Creseide," and refers to
this control of the tongue as part of the valuable
practice and precept of the wise men of old:
"For which these wise clerkes that ben dede
Have euer this prouerbed to us young
That the first vertue is to kepe the toung."
Hence, "If you keep your tongue prisoner your body
may go free." Another old proverb of similar import
is, "Confine your tongue, lest your tongue confine you";
while the Spaniards throw even more force into their
version, "Let not the tongue say what the head shall
pay for." "Life and death are in the power of the
tongue"—self-destruction, or that of others. "A fool's
tongue may cut his throat" is a homely English saw,
and very much to the point.
A very quaint old MS. in the Harleian collection
deals with the faults and failings to which men are
liable. Thus, for instance:
"With thy tong thou mayst thyself spylle,
And with tong thou mayst haue all thy wylle.
Here and se, and kepe thee stylle,[198:A]
Whatsoever ye thynk avyse ye wele."
This call to reflection terminates each verse. The
whole poem is so quaintly refreshing that we cannot
forbear quoting, at all events, one more verse—the
caution against insobriety; and as this particular evil
has, amongst its other bad effects, that of provoking
strife, angry discussion, and foul language, we may
still feel that it comes within our scope—the influence
of the tongue:
"And thow goo vnto the wyne
And thow thynk yt good and fyne,
Take thy leve whane yt ys tyme,
Whatsoever ye thynk avyse ye wele."
An ancient proverb reminds us that "It is good
sleeping in a whole skinne," and thereupon Heywood
comments and advises: "Let not your tong run at
rover, since by stryfe yee may lose and can not winne."
To "Teach thy tongue to say, I do not know" is also
an excellent discipline. The young, especially, shut
themselves off from much valuable knowledge rather
than admit their ignorance.[198:B]
In a manuscript of the fourteenth century we found
the following:—
"Wykkyd tunge breket bon, the first
Thow the self haue non"—
This is the first reference that we have come across to
a proverb commonly encountered in the form of "The
tongue breaks bones, though she herself has none."[199:A]
It is no doubt based on the passage in Ecclesiasticus,
declaring that "The stroke of the whip maketh marks
in the flesh, but the stroke of the tongue breaketh the
bones. Many have fallen by the edge of the sword,
but not so many as have fallen by the tongue." The
book of Ecclesiasticus is an overflowing treasury of
wisdom. What could be wiser counsel, for example,
than this?—"If thou hast understanding, answer thy
neighbour: if not, lay thy hand upon thy mouth.
Honour and shame is in talk, and the tongue of man
is his fall. Be not called a whisperer, and lie not in
wait with thy tongue." "Where there is whispering
there is lying" says one of our proverbs, and it is
in the main true. The honourable and straightforward
thing can ordinarily be proclaimed in the ears
of all.
The Spaniards declare that "La langua del mal
amigo mas corta que el cuchillo"—"The tongue of a
false friend is sharper than a knife." "Mors et vita
in manibus linguæ": it is the arbiter of life and death,
and yet it has been necessary to remind men that "It
is better to lose a jest than a friend." A quick sense
of humour, a talent at repartee, the power of seeing
the ridiculous side of things, are dearly bought when
their display is at the expense of the feelings of
others.[199:B] A happy conceit may be the beginning of
an unhappy strife, and it must be remembered that
"He who makes others afraid of his wit had need be
afraid of their memories"—the sarcastic speech, the
little touch of ridicule rankling in the mind of the
victim long after the utterer has entirely forgotten them.
We are reminded, too, that "A fool, when he hath
spoken, hath done all"; and the Spaniard tells us
that "A long tongue betokens a short head"—the
braggart tells us much of what he is going to do, but
the performance is not at all in proportion.[200:A]
"The price of wisdom is above rubies" we read in
one of the most ancient of books, dating some fifteen
hundred years before the Christian era; and Baruch,
also writing in far-off time, exclaims: "Learn where
is wisdom, where is strength, where is understanding,
that thou mayst know also where is length of days
and life, where is the light of the eyes and peace."
The apocryphal books of the Bible include Ecclesiasticus
and the Book of Wisdom, and in each of these
the praise of wisdom is the dominant theme, as, for
example: "Wisdom is glorious, and never fadeth
away"; "She is a treasure unto men that never
faileth"; "All gold of respect of her is as a little
sand, and silver shall be counted as clay before her";
"All wisdom cometh from the Lord, and is with Him
for ever"; "The parables of knowledge are in the
treasures of wisdom"; "Wisdom exalteth her children,
and layeth hold of them that seek her." We need
scarcely stay to point out that in the book of the
Proverbs of Solomon wisdom is again exalted in many
striking passages full of poetry and beauty.
We are all familiar with the adage, "Experientia
docet"; but the following, equally true, is less well
known—"He that loses anything and gets wisdom by
it is a gainer by his loss." Another very happy saying
is, that "A wise man has more ballast than sail," and
yet another is that "Wisdom is always at home to
those who call." It is very true, too, that "By the
thoughts of others wise men may correct their own,"
for a wise man gets learning even from those who
have none themselves; and "He is the true sage,"
says the Persian proverb, "who learns from all the
world"—a wide field, but not too wide for profitable
service.
We must be careful to bear in mind that knowledge
and wisdom are not necessarily interchangeable terms;
a man may have a far-reaching knowledge, and be a
perfect encyclopædia of useful and useless facts, and
yet be wofully deficient in wisdom. "Learning is but
an adjunct to oneself," writes Shakespeare, in "Love's
Labour's Lost," a sentence luminous and golden. We
see the essential difference perhaps the better if we
append to each its opposite—knowledge and ignorance,
wisdom and folly.
The fool has supplied material for countless proverbs.
Solomon tells us that "A foolish son is the heaviness
of his mother"; that "A prating fool shall fall"; that
"It is as sport to a fool to do mischief"; that "The
fool shall be servant to the wise of heart"; that "He
that is soon angry dealeth foolishly"; that "Folly is
joy to him that is destitute of wisdom"; that "He
that begetteth a fool doeth it to his sorrow"; that "A
fool returneth to his folly"; that "A fool uttereth all
his mind"; that "Fools die for want of wisdom"; that
"The legs of the lame are not equal, so is a parable
in the mouth of fools";[201:A] while the writer of Ecclesiasticus
says—"Weep for the dead, for he hath lost
the light; and weep for the fool, for he wanteth
understanding. Make little weeping for the dead, for
he is at rest; but the life of the fool is worse than
death. Seven days do men mourn for him that is
dead, but for a fool all the days of his life." Many
other Biblical references may very readily be found.
In the domain of secular literature and proverb-lore
the material at our service is equally lavish in amount
and definite in its pity and scorn of these unfortunates.
The following may be accepted as samples from the
bulk: "Wise men learn more from fools than fools
from wise men"; "Folly, as well as wisdom, is justified
in its children"; "Little minds, like small beer,
are soon soured"; "Wise men make jests, and fools
repeat them"; "He is a fool who makes his fist a
wedge"; "On the heels of folly shame treads"; "To
promise and give nothing is a comfort to a fool"; "A
foolish judge passes a quick sentence"; "A wise man
shines, a fool would outshine"; "Cunning is the fool's
substitute for wisdom"; "The fools wonder, wise men
ask"; "A fool and his money are soon parted";[202:A]
"The fool says, Who would have thought it?"; "Folly
jumps into the river, and wonders why Fate lets him";
"Wit is folly, unless a wise man has the keeping of
it"; "A fool can ask more questions than a wise
man can answer, but a wise man cannot ask more
questions than a fool is ready to answer"; "A fool
shoots without taking aim." These proverbs are severe,
but one feels, on full consideration of them, one after
another, that there is not one that is exaggerated.
They all describe people whom we have all met, and
who are still living.
There is some considerable compensation in the fact
that "The less wit a man has, the less he knows he
wants it." The French say that "Un sot trouve
toujours un plus sot qui l'admire"—a fool always finds
a bigger fool to admire him—and that, too, must be very
comforting.[203:A] As writer and reader alike happily feel
beyond any uncomfortable misgiving that these various
proverbs refer to quite other folk than themselves, we
may pick up a few hints from yet other proverbs as
to our dealings with these unfortunate people. One
point that we need to remember is that "He who has
to deal with a blockhead has need of much brains."
It is expedient, too, to remember that "If you play
with a fool at home, he will play with you in the
street"; and the caution may be given that "A fool
demands much, but he is a greater fool that gives it."
It is painful to know that "Knaves are in such repute
that honest men are counted fools," though to be
counted a fool by a knave is, after all, of little moment.
We must bear in mind, too, that "No one is so foolish
but may give another good counsel sometimes," and
the true wisdom is to value good, from whatever
quarter it comes.
The value of truth and the meanness of falsehood
find due place in our proverb literature. "Truth," we
are told, "hath always a fast bottom," a firm anchorage.
"Truth hath but one way, but that is the right way."
Esdras tells us that, "As for the truth, it endureth,
and is always strong: it liveth and conquereth for
evermore." Even in the old classic days, before Christianity
influenced the lives of men, the beauty of truth
was recognised, for Plautus wrote, two hundred years
before the coming of Christ, "That man is an upright
man who does not repent him that he is upright";
and Seneca declared that "He is most powerful who
has himself in his power." It has been beautifully
said that "Truth is God's daughter," and that "It
may be blamed, but it may never be shamed."
The following sayings will bear consideration:—"Truth
begets trust, and trust truth," "The usefullest
truths are the plainest," "He who respects his
word will find it respected," "Craft must have clothes,
but truth can go naked," "No one ever surfeited of
too much honesty," "A straight line is the shortest in
morals as in mathematics," "It is always term-time
in the court of conscience," "Character is the diamond
that scratches every other stone," "Truth is the
cement of society," "Sell not thy conscience with thy
goods," "Smart reproof is better than smooth acquiescence."
Truth, then, must necessarily make enemies,
for "Honest men never have the love of a rogue,"
and "Truth is always unpalatable to those who will
not relinquish error"—to those who love darkness
rather than light.
In the Library of Jesus College, Cambridge, in a
manuscript of the fifteenth century we find the following
excellent teaching:
"Of mankynde thou shalt none sle
Ne harm with worde, wyll, nor dede;
Ne suffir non lorn ne lost to be
If thow wele may than help at nede.
Be thou no thef, nor theves fere
Ne nothing wyn with trechery;
Okur ne symony cum thow not nere,
But conciens clere kepe al ay trewely.
Thou shalt in worde be trewe alsso;
And fals wytnes thou shalt none bere:
Loke thow not lye for frende nor foo
Lest thow they saull full gretely dere.
Hows, ne land, ne othir thyng,
Thow shalt not covet wrangfully;
But kepe ay wele Goddes biddyng
And Cristen fayth trow stedfastly."
Another writer gives the very wise advice to take
some little care of what goes into the mouth, but
much more of what comes out of it. Bacon, in his
"Advancement of Learning," speaks of "The sun
which passeth through pollutions and itself remains
as pure as before," and Milton adopts the thought
but modifies it into this: "Truth is as impossible to
be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam." It
has been said that "Ridicule is the test of truth,"
but one scarcely sees why, and we see that Carlyle,
referring to it in one of his books, says, "We have,
oftener than once, endeavoured to attach some
meaning to that aphorism." Another adage, which
we find in France as well as in England, is that
"All truth must not be told at all times." Expediency
is a somewhat doubtful guide, but expediency at its
best is good common-sense, and common-sense
admits the truth of this adage. A much more doubtful
saying is that, "That is true which all men say,"
practically an echo of "Vox populi, vox Dei," though
in the highest and deepest sense a great truth is
involved in it. To assert that the clamour of the
mob is necessarily inspired by the wisdom of Heaven
is mere blasphemy; self-interest, prejudice, passion,
are too evidently factors, and what all men are saying
at a certain period may be but a passing emotion
built on the shifting sand. Such a proverb so
employed may serve well enough as a plea for drifting
with the stream and shouting with the crowd,
but if we go deeper the proverb is profoundly true.
Man, born in the image of God, marred as that
image now is, preserves yet something of the divine,
and far below popular clamour and waves of passion
is the seed of truth and righteousness; and where
this throughout humanity blossoms into detestation
of slavery, unjust war, or other outrage against the
conscience of mankind, and the cry goes to Heaven
against the iniquity, the Spirit of God is dwelling in
the souls of men, and they become co-workers with
Deity.
Falsehood, like truth, has its attendant proverbs.
How true, for instance, is this, "Subterfuge is the
coward's defence," or this, "Falsehood stings those
who meddle with it."
"O what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive."
Hence the French say, "Il faut qu'un menteur ait bonne
mémoire"—"Liars need to have good memories";
while the Scotch say very happily, "Frost and fausehood
hae baith a dirty wa'-gang." Other adages are: "To
conceal a fault is to add to it another,"[206:A] "The
credit that is got by a lie only lasts till the truth
comes out," "Ill doers are ill deemers," "No poverty
like poverty of spirit," "Better lose good coat than
good conscience," "Half a truth is often a whole
falsehood," "He who breaks his word bids others be
false to him." "Almost, and very nigh, saves many a
lie," is a saw that is somewhat difficult to classify;
it appears to be on the side of truth, and yet it
seems to suggest a way of coming nearly to the
boundary-line without actually crossing into the
domain of falsehood. In an old book of morals we
find the precept, "In relating anything extraordinary
it is better, in case of doubt, to be within rather
than beyond the line of fact"—a somewhat half-hearted
precept this!
"Travellers' tales" have long been under suspicion,
and certainly some of the earlier explorers did expose
the credence of their auditors and readers to a severe
strain in some of their narrations. On the other hand,
we must have the grace to admit that later explorers
have verified many statements that were long held
impossible. The Persians say that "Whoso seeth
the world telleth many a lie"; while human nature
is so essentially the same all the world over that
in the sayings of a savage tribe in West Africa we
meet with this, "He who travels alone tells lies." The
common experience of mankind is unfortunately
against the traveller, and he must sometimes be
content to wait, years or centuries maybe, before his
wonderful experiences are fully accepted.
It is a true and far-reaching proverb that "Error,
though blind herself, sometimes brings forth seeing
children." Thus from alchemy, with its elixir vitæ and
aurum potabile, has sprung the science of chemistry;
and astrology, a farrago of superstitious rubbish, had yet
within it the seed that should afterwards develop into
the grandest of all sciences, astronomy.
"Flattery," Swift tells us, "is the food of fools,"
and Gray speaks of "Painted flattery with its serpent
train," while Goldsmith dwells on the
"Flattering painter who made it his care
To draw men as thy ought to be, not as they are."
The lines in "Julius Cæsar" will also be recalled,
where Shakespeare writes, "But when I tell him he
hates flatterers, He says he does, being then most
flattered."[207:A] These various passages sufficiently indicate
that when we tag on flattery to the end of our
section on falsehood, the arrangement is not far
wrong. Those only are the recipients of flattery
from whom some benefit may be obtained; hence
"Flatterers haunt not cottages" we are told, with
quaint humour. That such incense is appreciated by
its objects rather than plain truths may be gathered
from another quaint old adage, "Flattery sits in the
parlour when plain-dealing is kicked out of doors."
Perhaps this is a little the fault of plain-dealing, its
directness being not always tempered with courtesy.
The man who boasts that he always speaks his mind
is not invariably the pleasantest of companions.
There must be a happy medium somewhere between
acidulated brutality of frankness and the sugared
seductiveness of flattery.
The virtue of industry and the vice of sloth are
factors in life that have not by any means escaped the
notice of the builders-up of our proverb lore and store.
The praise and inculcation of industry may very happily
be seen, for example, in this gleaning: "Every man's
task is his life-preserver," for rust consumes more than
use wears. "He who serves well need not fear to
ask his wages"; "Those that trust to their neighbours
may wait for their harvest"; "It is better to do the
thing than to wish it done"; "A wise man makes more
opportunities than he finds"; "He that will eat the
kernel must crack the nut"; "Learn to labour and to
wait, but learn to labour first"; "Well begun is half
done";[208:A] "God calls men when they are busy, Satan
when they are idle"; "Work provides easy chairs for
old age"; "Time wasted is existence, used is life";
"Save yourself pains by taking pains"; "Things don't
turn up, they must be turned up"; "If you don't
open the door to the devil he goes away"; "One
grain fills not the sack, but it helps"; "Prudence is
not satisfied with maybe"; "Nothing venture nothing
have"; "It is working that makes a workman";
"Industry is Fortune's right hand";[209:A] "A willing
helper does not wait till asked"; "We must not spend
all the time whetting the scythe"; "Love labour, for
if you want it not for food you may for physic";
"Bustle is not necessarily industry"; "The deeper the
ploughing the heavier the reaping"; "He that begins
many things finishes but few"; "Good beginning
makes good ending." To these one could readily add
one hundred more.
It is a true saying that "Every man is the son of
his own works," and another good old saw is that
"The burden which one likes is not felt." The
labour is then wonderfully lightened, and those who
are fond of their calling think little of the attendant
toil, but perform as a pleasure what others consider
a weariness.
A proverb still in common use is that "Many
hands make light work"; while sometimes one can do
better work by not working at all, for "The master's
eye will do more than his two hands," the supervision
being of more value than the sharing in the
toil.
An interesting old relic and reminder of old times,
when the spinning-wheel was in daily use, is seen
in the saying, "I have tow on my distaff"—in other
words, I have work all ready to engage my attention.
Chaucer and other old writers introduce this proverb,
but now the lapse of time, or, rather, the change of
customs, has made it obsolete, a distaff being as
utterly out of date as a battle-axe or a pair of
snuffers.
The entirely accepted, and very justifiable, belief that
"Satan finds some mischief still for idle hands to do,"
is seen in such proverbs as, "If the devil catch a man
idle he will set him to work," and its parallel, "Our idle
days are Satan's busy days." It has been said, again,
that "An idle brain is the Devil's workshop," and that
"It is an ill army where the Devil carries the colours."
Chaucer is in full agreement, and says that "Idlenesse
is the gate of all harmes. An idel is like to a place
that hath no walles; theras deviles may enter on every
side," while Bishop Hall declares that "The idle man is
the Devil's cushion, upon which he taketh his free ease."
Amongst the many proverbs that have the dispraise
of idleness as their theme we may quote the following:—"Easy
it is to bowl down hill"; "He is but
idle who might be better employed"; "They must
starve in frost who will not toil in heat"; "Idleness is
the greatest prodigality"; "Idleness always envies industry";
"Business neglected is business lost"; "He
that maketh his bed ill must be content to lie ill";
"Better to do a thing than wish it done"; "More
die of idleness than of hard work"; "There is more
fatigue in laziness than in labour"; "Shameful craving
must have shameless refusing"; "Fish are not caught
in one's sleep"; "Like a pig's tail, going all day,
and nothing done at night"; "Lie not in the mud
and cry for Heaven's aid"; "Were wishes horses
beggars would ride"; "One of these days is none of
these days"; "Wishing is of all employments the
poorest paid"; "Accusing the times is excusing ourselves";
"There belongs more than whistling in going
to plough." Life, however brief, is made yet shorter by
waste of its opportunities, and it has been very truly
said that "He who will not work until he feels himself
in the proper mood will soon find himself in the proper
mood never to work at all." For years we have had
illuminated round our study walls the stirring words:
"Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy
might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge,
nor wisdom in the grave," and they have lightened
for us many a burden, and given an impulse to many
an undertaking.
A Spanish proverb says that "She that gazes much
spins little"—the distraction caused by externals being
fatal to concentration of thought on the work. "No
mill, no meal," is an old English proverb, signifying
that if the necessary rattle of the machinery and the
supervision of it is an offence one must be content to
forego the benefits. "Black will take no other colour,"
is to be read as a hint that vicious people are seldom
or never satisfactorily reclaimed. Camden, writing in
1614, tells a story of "A lusty gallant that had wasted
much of his patrimony, seeing a gentleman in a gowne,
not of the newest cut, tolde him that he had thought
it had beene his great-grandfather's gowne. 'It is so,'
saith he, 'and I have also my great-grandfather's lands,
and so have not you.'" We see that Fuller declares
"Oil of whip to be the proper plaister for the cramp
of lazinesse"; while Cowper compares the idler to "A
watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes as if
it stands"—a very happy idea.
One Smart, whom we may without offence class
amongst the lesser poets, wrote an ode on "Idleness,"
in which he declares that that is the goal, and work
merely its means of attainment. He thus apostrophises
his ideal:
"For thee, O Idleness, the woes
Of life we patiently endure;
Thou art the source whence labour flowes,
We shun thee but to make thee sure."
The aspirations, the temptations, the duties of youth,
form the subject of divers proverbs. These we may
illustrate sufficiently by a judicious selection from the
great mass of material available. How excellent the
advice: "Be true to the best of yourself"; or this,
"Rather set than follow example"; or yet, again,
this, "Take care to be what thou wouldst seem to be."
How good the teaching: "Liberty is not the freedom
to do as we like, but as we ought"; that "Golden age
never was present age"; that "Trinkets are no true
treasure"; and that "In seeking happiness we may
overlook content"—the first may perhaps be ours, but
the second should always be obtainable.
The very familiar adage, "As the twig is bent so is
the tree inclined," remains as true as ever; therefore
"Guard well thy thoughts, for thoughts are heard in
Heaven."[212:A] Another writer very aptly declares that "It
is better to hammer and forge one's character than to
dream oneself into one"; while the old adage, "Keep
good company and be one of the number," is excellent
advice, pithily put.
Tusser, some three hundred or more years ago,
declared that
"The greatest preferments that childe we can giue,
Is learning and nurture, to traine him to liue."
It has been well said that "Ignorance is a voluntary
misfortune," and that "If the brain sows not corn
it plants thistles." Were a farmer to leave a field a
year untilled, not only would the corn supply that it
might have yielded be lost, but the ground would produce
in abundance useless weeds that would scatter
their seed on the wind over the whole country-side;
neither brain nor cornfield will remain neutral and
dormant; a crop of something or other is inevitable.
"If a man empties his purse," says the proverb, "into
his head no man can take it from him;" and other good
adages are: "Not the studies, but the study, makes the
scholar"; "Inquirers who are always inquiring never
learn anything"; "It is less painful to learn in youth
than to be ignorant in age"; while the doctrine of plain
living and high thinking was admirably foreshadowed
in this: "Cater frugally for the body, but feed the mind
sumptuously"—an altogether excellent precept, and we
must remember that, when all is done, the best and
most important part of a man's education is that which
he gives himself, and which fits him in this great
workshop of the world to use his tools to the best
advantage, and contribute something of value to the
general store.
It is a wise counsel to "Read not books alone but
men, and chiefly to be careful to read oneself"—to take
stock of oneself from time to time; that youth should
remember what seems too difficult then to realise, that
a day will come when youth has fled, when the demands
of life will continue, and the power to meet
them will have weakened. Such proverbs as these
should be pondered over: "Reckless youth makes
rueful age"; "If youth knew what age would crave,
it would both get and save"; "A young man negligent,
an old man necessitous." The same truth is put
as clearly, but not so lugubriously, in the quainter
saying: "He that saveth his dinner will have the
more for his supper"—he that spares, that is, when
he is young may the better spend when he is old.
We have this, again, in a slightly varied and more
intense form in the French, "He sups ill who eats all
at dinner."
When the youth goes forth into the world his
knowledge of the trials and temptations of life is small, while
his faith in himself is great, and he sadly needs, far
more than he knows, guidance, human and divine.
What of counsel and of warning will our proverbs
yield here?
The following precepts answer this weighty question,
and all are rich in wisdom and guidance:—"No one is
mighty but he that conquers himself"; "As we sow
the habit so we reap the character"; "Let others'
shipwrecks be your beacons"; "Careless watch invites
vigilant foe"; "Every day is a leaf in our history";
"We live in the body, not as the servant but as the
master"; "One vice is more expensive than many
virtues"; "Consider not pleasures as they come, but
as they go"; "Wade not where you see no bottom";
"The path of virtue is the path of peace"; "Clean
glove may hide soiled hand"; "Satan promises the
best and pays the worst"; "Those that would be
kept from harm must keep out of harm's way"; "One
bad example spoils many good precepts"; "The day
has eyes, the night has ears"; "He who makes light
of small faults will fall into great ones"; "He that
cometh into needless danger dies the Devil's martyr."
Each of these will amply repay quiet pondering
over.
We give two verses of a very striking poem from
a manuscript of the fifteenth century. It is entitled,
"Man his own Woe," and is fifteen verses
long:
"I made covienaunte trewe to be
When I fiyrste crystened was,
I wente to the worlde, and turned fro Thee,
And folowede the fend and his trace.
Fro wrathe and enuye wolde I not passe,
With covetyse I was bawte also,
My flesh hadde his wyll, alas,
I wyte myselfe myne owene woo.
"Ryche manne a thefe ys another,
That of covetyse woll not slake,
What he with wronge begyle his brother,
In blysse ful sone shall he forsake.
Byfore God for thefte hit ys take,
All that wyth wronge he wynneth so;
But he the radure amends make
He shall wyte hymeself hys owen wo."
We have seen that rhymes are commonly used as a
means of impressing proverbs on the memory. The
four couplets—one from Gower's "Confessio Amantis";
one from Burns, from his "Tam O'Shanter"; one from
"An Honest Man's Fortune," written by John Fletcher
three hundred years ago; and the fourth from "The
Lady's Dream" of Hood—that we now quote are
equally worth remembrance:
"Lo now, my son, what it is,
A man to caste his eyes amis."
"Pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed."
"Our acts are angels, for good or ill,
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still."
"Evil is wrought by want of thought,
As well as want of heart."
Other good proverbs for those at the commencement
of life, are: that "A man is valued as he makes himself
valuable"; "Crises form not character, but reveal it";
"He that finds it easy to repent will not find it hard to
sin"; "Wine neither keeps secrets nor carries out promises";
"Bacchus has drowned more than Neptune";
and, happy truth, "Every slip is not a fall." It must
be remembered that, while a man may have enough of
the world to drag him down, he will never have enough
to satisfy him—peace and satisfaction being found in a
quite other direction than what by a strange misnomer
is called "life." "A sound conscience is a triple fence
of steel," so "Better keep evil out than turn it out."
"Character is property," and "A good conscience
makes an easy couch"; "Complaining is a contempt
upon oneself"; "Thanksgiving is good, thanks-living is
better."
Friends, true and false, have made their mark on our
proverb store, and counsels of encouragement and of
warning are abundantly at our service. How to recognise
the true friend, how to detect the counterfeit
article, is invaluable knowledge, and if we could only
at all times be as wise as our rich mass of proverb-lore
would fain have us to be, we should in matters of friendship,
and in most other things, make a very prosperous
voyage on the sea of life. One seems to detect several
grades or qualities of friendship in these adages. There
is that, for instance, which is unfailing, which in sickness
and health, poverty or wealth, is always true and real;
then at the other end of the scale a sham article that
soon has all the gilt rubbed off; and then in between
these a less obvious failure, which has many of the
marks of the real thing, and which will stand by one
bravely when all is going smoothly, but which must not
be put to any severe strain or it may snap. Then, again,
we detect another variety of the article, who appears to
be merely some one to be worked on, as, for example,
"He is my friend that grindeth at my mill"—who
comes to our help in our necessity, lends us money,
tools, and so forth, and of whom we presently tire
because he loses his yielding properties, or who presently
tires of us and our multitudinous wants. Then
there is the candid friend, who is theoretically such a
helpmate, but who in practice grows unbearable. This
by no means exhausts the types one meets with, and
we soon find that "friend" is a noun of multitude and
stands for many things, from pure gold down to the
veriest brass or pinchbeck.
The touchy people who are easily offended are not
the people to make friends, or to keep them long if
they do make them. "Who would be loved must
love," or, with a slightly different shade of meaning,
"That you may be loved, forget not to be lovable."
To love and to be lovable are both essential if you
would be loved. "A man is little the better for liking
himself if no one else like him," since self-sufficiency
means selfishness, and love does not prosper on that.
A very good hint against selfishness is found in the
Spanish, "Who eats his dinner alone must saddle his
horse alone," for no one will go out of their way to
help curmudgeons. It is an excellent maxim, too, that
"He who receives a good turn should never forget it;
he who does one should never remember it."
All have not the tact of him whose praises Moore
sings:
"Whose wit in the combat as gentle as bright
Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade."
An old adage says, "Leave jesting ere it ceaseth to
please"; while another warns us that "A joke never
gains over an enemy, but often loses a friend."[217:A] Some
folk have a bantering manner that is disastrous, and if
not held sternly in check will presently turn a warm-hearted
friendship into indifference and repulsion.
The part of the candid friend is a very difficult one;
nothing short of transparent honesty and abounding
sympathy will make it possible. "Few there are,"
says the adage, "that will endure a true friend"; while
another runs, "I will be thy friend, but not thy vice's
friend," but we should imagine that the recipient would
scarcely take kindly to such a remark. "Better a little
chiding than a great deal of heart-break," but few can
bear it. On the other hand, "Toleration should spring
from our charity, and not from our indifference." "Reproach
is usually honest—the same cannot always be
said of praise"; but the happiest proverb is, "Charity
is greater than all." Those who live their lives in the
light of that will need no lessons in the art of friendship,
but will be already in the midst of friends, and themselves
of that happy company.
Some people's notion of acquaintance seems to be
what they can get out of it, and though they talk freely
of "my friend," such folk have little notion of friendship.
The following proverbs, though not exclusively theirs,
point to this state of mind: "A friend in need is a
friend indeed," "Short reckonings make long friends,"
"The begging of a courtesy is selling of liberty," "He
is not charitable that will not be so privately," "Lenders
have better memories than borrowers," "He is my friend
that succoureth me, not he that pitieth me," "Promises
may get friends, but performance keeps them," "He that
gives his heart will not deny his money," "He loseth
his thanks who promiseth and delayeth." Chaucer, in
the "Romant of the Rose," writes:
"Soth to saie
Of him that loueth trew and well
Frendship is more than is cattell,
For frend in Court aie better is
Then penny in purse certis";
while one of our old proverbs declares, "As a man is
friended, so the law is ended." This seems to imply
that in the case of the man who has friends on the
bench Justice will be a little blinder than usual, but it
is evident that an unknown and friendless culprit must
necessarily start under a disadvantage.
The following proverbs we see we have classed in
our rough notes as pertaining to "friends you have
not proved,"[219:A] and this classification may very well
stand. It includes such sayings as "Friends got without
desert will be lost without cause," "A friend is
never known till one have need," "Before you make a
friend eat a bushel of salt with him." Heywood seems
to have got very near to the root of the matter in
these lines of his:
"Many kinsfolke and few friends, some folke say:
But I find many kinsfolke and friend not one.
Folke say it hath been sayd many yeares since gone
Prove thy friend ere thou hast neede: but in deede
A friend is never knone till a man have neede.
Before I had neede my most present foes
Seemed my best friends, but thus the world goes."
The experience, we suppose, of all men, if ever this
testing time really comes, is a twofold surprise—how
entirely some they had trusted failed them, and how
splendidly others came out of whom it was not expected.
Seneca declares that "Our happiness depends upon
the choice of our company," and we may, we suppose,
take it that we all of us get about such friends as we
deserve. "Our friends are the mirror in which we see
ourselves." Other excellent adages pertaining to friendship
are these: "Be slow in choosing a friend, slower
yet in changing";[219:B] "Friendship multiplies joy and
divides grief"; "Wherever you see your friend trust
yourself"; "The way to have a friend is to be one";
"Hearts may agree though heads differ"; "Wise and
good men are friends, others are but companions";
"Search thy friend for his virtues, thyself for thy
faults"; "Love sought is good, but given unsought is
better"; "God divideth man into men, that so they
may help each other"; "A man is valued as he makes
himself valuable." The Spaniards declare that "Eggs
of an hour, bread of a day, wine of a year, a friend
of thirty years, are best."
"The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel";
and in another passage Shakespeare writes of kindly
"Words of so sweet breath compounded,
As made the things more rich";
and it certainly appears to us that if we had reached
the lowest depth of destitution we would yet rather
have the gracious inability to help that some would
express to us than the brusque brutality of some donors.
When one would seek fine thoughts admirably presented
one naturally turns in the first place to Shakespeare,
but Chaucer makes an excellent second. How
charming this line from "The Clerke's Tale," "He is
gentil that doeth gentil dedis," and this passage again
from the "Romant of the Rose":
"Loue of frendshippe also there is,
Which maketh no man dou amis,
Of wil knitte betwixt two,
That wol not breke for wele ne wo."
Tusser, in his quaint directness, says in his "Five
Hundred Points of Good Husbandrie":
"The quiet friend all one in worde and dede
Great comfort is, like ready golde at nede
With bralling fooles that wrall for euerie wrong
Firme friendship neuer can continue long.
Oft times a friend is got with easie cost,
Which vsed euill is oft as quickly lost.
Hast thou a friend, as heart may wish at will?
Then vse him so to haue his friendship still.
Wouldst haue a friend, wouldst knowe what friend is best?
Haue God thy friend, who passeth all the rest."
The following sayings of warning and experience
have their valuable lessons:—"Trust not new friend
nor old enemy"; "Though the sore may be healed
yet the scar may remain";[221:A] "Small wounds, if many,
may be mortal"; "Vexation is rather taken than
given"; "At the gate which suspicion enters friendship
departs"; "False friends are worse than open
enemies"; "He that ceased to be a friend never was
a good one"; "An unbidden guest knoweth not where
to sit"; "All are not friends that speak us fair";
"Every one's friend, no one's"; "A friend that you
buy will be bought from you."
An old saw bluntly says, "To make an enemy lend
money, and ask for it again"; and it is certainly an
excellent rule to have as little to do with money matters
as one can help with one's friends and relatives. To
appeal for help and to be refused, to lend and to see
very little chance of repayal, to receive and to be under
a heavy sense of obligation, are all destructive of frank
and hearty friendship. Chaucer declares that
"His herte is hard that woll not weke
When men of meeknesse him beseeke."
An excellent man, most kindly in all his dealings,
told us that he never lent money. The borrower is
ordinarily in such straits that he has little chance of
ever repaying. If he never intends to pay he is a
knave,[222:A] and if he has more honourable thought he is
crushed by the burden of the debt. Anyone who came
to our excellent friend with a true and touching story
was sympathetically received, and his request for the
temporary loan of twenty pounds promptly declined!
As an alternative he was offered a somewhat smaller
sum, the half or, mayhap, the quarter of this, as a free
gift, which he never failed to accept joyfully. In one
of the Harleian manuscripts, dating from the reign of
Edward IV., the writer's experience is a very common
one, and his decision sound:
"I wold lend but I ne dare,
I have lent and I will beware
When I lant I had a frynd,
When I hym asked he was unkynd.
Thus of my frynd I made my foo,
Therefore darre I lend no moo."
The writer was evidently a kindly man, desiring to do
the best he could, and he touchingly appeals to us
not to judge him harshly:
"I pray yo of your gentilnesse
Report for no unkyndnesse."
Some one has very wisely remarked that many of
the disappointments of life arise from our mistaking
acquaintances for friends, and then when some little
testing incident arises they break under the strain.
"Prosperity makes friends, adversity proves them."
One sarcastic adage hath it that "Friends are like
fiddle-strings: they must not be screwed too tight";
but the Scotch say, and justly, that "He that's no
my friend at a pinch is no my friend ava." Some
centuries ago, human nature being then evidently very
similar to what it is to-day, a wise man wrote: "If thou
wouldst get a friend, prove him first, and be not hasty
to credit him. For some man is a friend for his own
occasion, and will not abide in the day of thy trouble;
and there is a friend who, being turned to enmity and
strife, will discover thy reproach; again, some friend is
a companion at the table, and will not continue in the
day of thy affliction."
In Chaucer's "Romaunt of the Rose," we find the
poet using the expression, "Farewel fieldfare," a valediction
on summer friends that, like the wild and
migratory fieldfare, take to themselves wings and
depart. An old rhyming adage declares that "In
time of prosperity friends will be plenty, in time of
adversity not one in twenty"; or, to quote Tusser:
"Where welthines floweth, no friendship can lack,
Whom pouertie pincheth, hath friendship as slack";
while Goldsmith, it will be remembered, bitterly sums
all up in,
"What is friendship but a name,
A charm that lulls to sleep,
A shade that follows wealth and fame,
But leaves the wretch to weep."
Another adage declares that "Compliments cost
nothing but may be dearly bought," while another
candidly warns, "I cannot be your friend and your
flatterer too." The flatterer has ordinarily "an axe to
grind,"
"His fetch is to flatter, to get what he can,
His purpose once gotten, a fig for thee then."
In the "Rambler" No. 155, Johnson sapiently remarks,
"Flattery, if its operations be nearly examined, will
be found to owe its acceptance, not to our ignorance,
but to our knowledge of our failures, and to delight us
rather as it consoles our wants than displays our
possessions." Swift asserts that
"'Tis an old maxim in the schools,
That flattery's the food of fools,
Yet now and then your men of wit
Will condescend to take a bit."
Bacon tells us, however, that "There is no such flatterer
as is a man's selfe, and there is no such remedie
against flatterie of a man's selfe as the libertie of a
friend." It has been said that "A friend's frown is
worth more than a fool's smile," but a cynical writer
has affirmed, with some little truth, that "Most of
our misfortunes are more supportable than the
comments of our friends upon them," and it was long
since discovered that "Whoso casteth a stone at the
birds frayeth them away, and he that upbraideth his
friend breaketh friendship." The duty of remonstrance
is one of the most difficult that the friend can undertake,
and "Save, save, O save me from the candid
friend!" is the cry of Canning in "The New Morality,"
a cry that many have been inclined to echo.
Our ancestors, with blunt directness, asserted that
"Fish and guests stink in three days," while the Arabs
have the picturesque proverb, "A thousand raps, but
no welcome"—a pertinacious hammering at the closed
door but no response from within; a fruitless
endeavour to thrust an intimacy on those who do
not desire it.
We have seen that the friend lost is never really
recovered and may become very readily an implacable
enemy. Shakespeare warns us to "Trust not
him that hath once broken faith," and we most of
us know by experience how true are the lines of
Dryden:
"Forgiveness to the injured doth belong,
But they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong."
The ancient Romans had a proverb that the
French have adopted in the words, "Jeter de l'huile
sur le feu." We have no identical English proverb,
but its meaning is clearly a reference to those evil
spirits who foment a quarrel, add fuel to the fire,
irritate rather than soothe, and who have no part or
lot in the blessing promised to the peace-makers.
The following adages are here worthy of our
consideration:—"He that does you an ill turn will not
forgive you"; "Pardon others often, thyself seldom";
"We are bound to forgive an enemy, but we are not
bound to trust him";[225:A] "Better ride alone than have
a bad man's company"; "Haste is the beginning of
wrath, and its end repentance"; "It is wiser to
prevent a quarrel than to revenge it"; "If thou
wouldst be borne with, bear with others." To these
we may add the oft-used saw, "The absent are
always wrong," without at all endorsing its truth.
The absent are often quite as right as the other people,
and are merely unable through absence to protect
themselves from defamation.
Poverty and riches naturally find a place in proverb-lore.
"Poverty," says an old author, "is no crime,
and it is no credit"; but the truth is, it is impossible
to generalise quite so dogmatically as this—for poverty
may be a crime when a lazy ne'er-do-well allows his
wife and children to come to rags, and, on the other
hand, it may be a credit when a man has done his
best and foresworn all the dirty little tricks that have
enriched his trade rivals. It is sometimes too readily
and sentimentally assumed that poverty is itself a
benediction; hence such sayings as "The poor are
God's receivers and the angels are His auditors," but
the real state of the case is excellently well put in
the proverb, "There are God's poor, and the devil's
poor."
"Honour and shame from no condition rise;
Act well your part, there all the honour lies."
Everywhere in life, some one has admirably said,
the true question is not what we gain, but rather
what we do. "Poverty need not be shame, but being
ashamed of it is," poverty of spirit being a more
distressing state of things than emptiness of pocket.
Let us turn to the wisdom of those who have gone
before us, and see what teaching for our edification
we may find. "Nothing is to be got without pains
except poverty"; "Dependence is a poor trade to
follow"; "Opportunities do not generally wait";
"Enough is a plenty, too much is pride"; "The groat
is ill-saved which shames its master"; "Providence
provides for the provident"; "To bear is to conquer";
"Poverty craves much, but avarice more"; "Gain
ill-gotten is loss"; "Poverty is the mother of all
arts"; "Content is the true philosopher's stone";
"If honesty cannot, knavery must not"; "Poor and
content is rich"; "Flatterers haunt not cottages";
"Thrive honestly, or remain poor."
In a manuscript of the fifteenth century we found
the following excellent precepts amongst many others,
the whole being much too long to quote:
"If thou be visite with pouerte
Take it not to hevyle
For he that sende the adversite
May turn the agen to wele.
Purpose thy selfe in charite
Demene thy worschip in honeste
Let not nygardschip haue the maystre
For schame that may befalle
Faver not meche thy ryeches,
Set not lytel by worthynes
Kepe thyn hert from dowblenes
For any manner thyng."
Another budget of excellent precepts will commend
itself to the thoughtful reader in the following:—"He
who buys what he does not want will want what he
cannot buy"; "Winter finds out what summer has laid
up"; "Sleeping master makes servant lazy"; "Thrush
paid for is better than turkey owed for"; "Better
small fish than empty dish"; "He that borrows binds
himself with his neighbour's rope"; "A man must
plough with such oxen as he hath"; "He goes like
a top, no longer than he is whipped"; "Better half
a loaf than no bread"; "Better do it than wish it
done"; "He that goes borrowing goes sorrowing";
"Better say here it is, than here it was"; "If you
light the fire at both ends the middle will take care
of itself."
Some three hundred years ago an old writer thought
out what he called "the ladder to thrift," and these
were some of his hints:
"To take thy calling thankfully
And shun the path to beggary.
To grudge in youth no drudgery,
To come by knowledge perfectly.
To plow profit earnestlie,
But meddle not with pilferie.
To hold that thine is lawfullie
For stoutness or for flatterie.
To suffer none live idlelie
For feare of idle knaverie.
To answere stranger ciuilie,
But show him not thy secresie.
To vse no friend deceitfully,
To offer no man villeny.
To learne how foe to pacifie,
But trust him not too trustilie.
To meddle not with vsurie
Nor lend thy monie foolishlie.
To loue thy neighbor neighborly
And shew him no discurtesy.
To learne to eschew ill company
And such as liue dishonestlie."
Though quaintly put—and their quaintness is accentuated
by spelling such as would not at all pass muster
in these iron-bound days of examinations for high and
low, rich and poor—these halting couplets contain a
full modicum of excellent common-sense.
It is not really the man whose possessions are few who
is poor as he whose desires are great, and it has been
well said that if we help some one who is worse off
than ourselves we soon realise that we are more affluent
than we thought. The helping to bear another's
burden does not add to our own, but lightens it.
The French say, "Vent au visage rend un homme
sage," a proverb fairly paralleled in an English adage,
"Adversity makes a man wise, not rich." A quaint
and serviceable proverb, quoted by Ray and others,
though it has now passed quite out of use, is the
assertion that "A bad bush is better than the open
field," whether in sultry sunshine, piercing gale, or
heavy downpour. It is better to have some friends,
even though they can do little or nothing for us,
than to be thrown quite destitute on a pitiless world;
and it is wiser to make the best of what is than to
scorn the small amount of help that it is able to
give.
Wealth has its store of proverb-wisdom even in more
abundance than poverty has, and it is only reasonable
that this should be so, for it is a position of great
responsibility, and its proper use requires all the wisdom
that a man possesses, and sometimes, as we see,
more than he possesses. Let us turn, then, to the
precepts of the past and see what of value we can
find in them for the present and the future. The
following are a few of these:—"If a good man thrive,
all will thrive with him";[229:A] "Riches rather enlarge than
satisfy appetite"; "Possess your money, but do not let
it possess you"; "Reputation is often measured by the
acre"; "Great spenders are bad lenders"; "Liberality
is not giving largely, but giving wisely"; "One may
buy gold too dearly"; "He gives but little who gives
only from a sense of duty"; "No estate can make
him rich that hath a poor heart"; "Lavishness is not
generosity"; "Great receipt renders us liable to great
account"; "Wealth is not his that gets it, but his that
enjoys it";[229:B] "Worth has been under-rated ever since
wealth was over-rated"; "Covetous people always
think themselves in want"; "He is alone rich who
has contentment"; "God reaches us good things by
our own hands"; "Slow help is very little help at
all"; "Bounty is more commended than imitated";[229:C]
"Spare well that you may spend well"; "The liberal
hand gathers."[230:A] It has been said that "Some men
give of their means and others of their meanness,"
and the statement has copious experience either way
to fully justify it.
Plutarch declared "E tribus optimis rebus tres
pessimæ oriuntur,"—that from three things excellent
three very bad things were produced; truth begetting
hatred, familiarity contempt, and success envy. Another
old Roman saying is, "An dives sit, omnes quærunt,
nemo an bonus"—all want to know if a man be rich,
but no one troubles to inquire if he be good; yet
"Great possession is not necessarily great enjoyment,"
and the moralist warns us—
"Put not in this world too much trust,
The riches whereof will turne to dust."[230:B]
"As a means of grace prosperity has never been much
of a success." The Spaniards say, "Honor y provecho
no capen en un saco": "Honour and profit cannot be
contained in the same bag," rather too sweeping a
statement. Another Spanish adage is, "El que trabaja
y madra, hila oro": "He who labours and strives
spins gold," reaps the reward of his industry. The
French say, in praise of the thriftiness that is so
characteristic of them, that "Le petit gain remplit la
bourse": "Light gains make a full purse." Those
who sell dearly sell little, and the small margin of
profit oft repeated is the more advantageous. The
Spanish proverb affirms that "He who would be rich in
a year gets hanged in half a year," the pace being too
great for honesty to keep up with. Another maxim
of thrift is that "If you make not much of threepence
you will never be worth a groat." The moral
atmosphere, however, is getting a little stifling, and
we are reminded of the lines of Gower on the over-frugal
man:
"For he was grutchende euermore,
There was wyth hym none other fare
But for to pinche and for to spare
Of worldes mucke to gette encres."
Let us "Take care of the pence that the pounds may
take care of themselves,"[231:A] but having got the pounds
let us remember that "Judicious saving affords the
means of judicious giving," and that "The best way
to expand the chest is to have a large heart in it."
"Money is a good servant but an ill master," and
"He is not fit for riches who is afraid to use them";
"To a good spender God is treasurer."
Woman's influence on mankind is the subject of
many proverbs, some of them kindly enough in tone,
but the greater number of them characterised by satire
and bitter feeling. As a sample of the first method
of treating the subject may be instanced the testimony
borne by this old rhyming adage: "Two things do
prolong thy life—a quiet heart and a loving wife."
It has been truly said that "A man's best fortune,
or his worst, is a wife," and another excellent saying
is this: "Men make houses—women make homes."[231:B]
Another wise old saw tells us that a man should
"Choose a wife rather by ear than eye," judging her,
not by personal charms, that are at best evanescent,[232:A]
but by the kindliness of her nature and by the testimony
of her worth that others declare. "Beauty," we are
warned, "is but skin-deep," a truth that the old moralists
and painters sometimes made more of with their
paraphernalia of skulls and other symbols of mortality
than was altogether seemly. St Chrysostom writes:
"When thou seest a fair and beautiful person, a comely
woman, having bright eyes and merry countenance, a
pleasant grace, bethink with thyself that it is but earth
that thou seest."[232:B]
Another piece of sound proverbial teaching is this:
"Choose your wife on a Saturday, not Sunday," that
is to say, be drawn to her rather by what you see of
her industry and power of management than be merely
fascinated by a triumph of the milliner's art; choose
her rather when her sweetness of temper carries her
smoothly through turmoil and worry than when the
Sunday rest gives no test of her power to stand this
strain. Saturday manners may be very different to
Sunday manners.
"Good husewife good fame hath of best in the towne,
Ill husewife ill name hath of euerie clowne."
Amongst popular proverbs we find the cautious—"Marry
in haste and repent at leisure,"[233:A] and "Love
and lordship like not fellowship," and the advice—"Marry
for love, but only love that which is lovely."
It is very gracefully true, too, that "When the good-man's
from home the good-wife's table is soon spread,"
while there is quaint sarcasm in this: "Next to no
wife a good wife is best";[233:B] and the value of influence
is brought before us in the adage, "A good Jack
makes a good Jill."
In Torrington churchyard we find the following high
testimony to a wife:—
"She was—my words are wanting to say what—
Think what a woman should be—she was that";
while in Chaucer's "Shipmanne's Tale" we find the
following quaint appeal:—
"For which, my dere wife, I thee beseke,
As be to every wight buxom and meke,
And for to kepe our good be curious,
And honestly governe wel our hous."
The following Italian proverb is a very happy one,
and accords entirely with general experience:—"La
donna savia è all' impensata, alla pensata è matta":
"Women are wise offhand and fools on reflection";
while the advice of the Spaniard, though ungracious
enough in its utterance, is valuable—"El consejo de
la muger es poco, y quieu no le toma es loco": "A
woman's counsel is no great thing, but he who does
not take it is a fool." An old English proverb goes
so far as to declare that "A man must ask his wife's
leave to thrive," and there is not a little wisdom in
the counsel. A very ungracious proverb, indeed, is
the German—"Es giebt nur zwei gute Weiber auf der
Welt: die Eine ist gestorben, die Andere nicht zu
finden": "There are only two good women in the
world; one of them is dead, and the other is not to
be found."
Some would tell us that marriages are made in
heaven,[234:A] but a sapient saw reminds us that "There is
no marriage in heaven, neither is there always heaven
in marriage."
Gossip, and the mischief-making that may too often
accrue from imprudent loquacity, have at all times been
so commonly attributed to the fair sex that we naturally
find many such proverbs as these: "Silence is not the
greatest vice of a woman"; "A woman conceals what
she does not know"; "He that tells his wife news is
but newly married." The words of Hotspur will be
recalled:
"Constant you are,
But yet a woman, and for secrecy
No lady closer; for I well believe
Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know."
The writer of Ecclesiasticus declares that "As the
climbing up a sandy way is to the feet of the aged,
so is a wife full of words to a quiet man"; while in
a MS. of the time of Henry V. we find the following
quaint statement:—
"Two wymen in one howse,
Two cattes and one mowse,
Two dogges and one bone
Maye never accorde in one."
Udall writes that "As the kynde of women is naturally
geuen to the vyce of muche bablynge there is nothyng
wherein theyr womanlynesse is more honestlie garnyshed
than with sylence"; but a Welsh proverb declares that
"A woman's strength is in her tongue,"[235:A] and we can
scarcely be surprised that she is at times reluctant to
forego the use of this weapon.
The Spaniards sarcastically assert that "He who is
tired of a quiet life gets him a wife"; and Solomon,
we recall, declares that "It is better to dwell in a
corner of the house-top than with a brawling woman";
while another proverb bitterly, but truly, declares that
"He fasts enough whose wife scolds all dinner-time";
and yet another hath it that "He that can abide a
curst wife need not fear any"; so that an old writer
breaks out:
"Why then I see to take a shrew
(As seldome other there be few)
Is not the way to thriue:
So hard a thing I spie it is,
The good to chuse, the shrew to mis,
That feareth me to wiue."
This bitter feeling against womankind is seen not only
in our proverbs, but very largely also in epitaphs, as
for example:
"Here lies my wife, a sad slattern and shrew,
If I said I respected her I should lie too."
"Here lies my wife, and, Heaven knows,
Not less for mine than her repose."
"Here lies my poor wife, much lamented;
She is happy, and I am contented."
"Here rests my spouse; no pair through life
So equal lived as we did;
Alike we shared perpetual strife,
Nor knew I rest till she did."
"Here lies my poor wife,
Without bed or blanket;
But dead as a door nail:
God be thanked."
At Prittlewell Church a man buried his two wives in
one grave, and then placed over their remains this
callous rigmarole:
"Were it my choice that either of the twaine
Might be restor'd to me to enjoy again,
Which should I choose?
Well, since I know not whether,
I'll mourn for the loss of both,
But wish for neither."[236:A]
On the tomb of a man at Bilston we get the other
side, as the widow selected as a text the words: "If
any man ask you, why do you loose him, then shall
ye say unto him, because the Lord hath need of him."
Those who recall the occasion on which these words
were first used will see that her husband was, by implication,
an ass.
Mere loquacity is satirised in the two following:—
"Here lies, returned to Clay,
Miss Arabella Young,
Who, on the first of May,
Began to hold her tongue."
"Beneath this silent stone is laid
A noisy, antiquated maid,
Who from her cradle talked till death,
And ne'er before was out of breath."
Other proverbs that deal with womankind are the
following:—"He that has a wife has strife"; "Of all
tame beasts sluts are the worst"; "If a woman were
as little as good, a peascod would make her a gown
and a hood"; "He that loses his wife and a farthing
hath great loss of the farthing"; "Every man can
tame a shrew but he that hath her"; "Lips, however
rosy, must be fed"; "Women, wind, and fortune soon
change." The feminine readiness to take refuge in
tears is responsible for the following cynical adage:—"It
is no more sin to see a woman weep than to see
a goose go barefoot."[237:A] Another well-known proverb
is that "No mischief in the world is done, but a woman
is always one"; while the French say, if any inexplicable
trouble breaks out, "Cherchez la femme"—in the
assured belief that a woman is in some way or another
at the bottom of it. Lamartine, on the other hand,
declares that "There is a woman at the beginning of
all great things." There is considerable truth in both
statements, antagonistic as they are.
In the household where the unfortunate husband
has allowed the control to slip into the hands of his
wife, "The grey mare is the better horse." The French
call this "Le marriage d'epervier"—a hawk's wedding,
because the female hawk is the bigger bird. In "A
Treatyse Shewing and Declaring the Pryde and Abuse
of Women Now a Days," c. 1550, we find:
"What! shall the graye mayre be the better horse,
And be wanton styll at home?
Naye, then, welcome home, Syr Woodcocke,
Ye shall be tamed anone."
Heywood, writing in the year 1546, has the couplet:
"She is, quoth he, bent to force you perforce,
To know that the grey mare is the better horse,"
and in many of the old plays the saying crops up:
"Ill thrives that hapless family that shows
A cock that's silent and a hen that crows;
I know not which live more unnatural lives,
Obeying husbands, or commanding wives."
"The whistling maid" and "the crowing hen" are alike
held objectionable, these masculine performances being
considered entirely out of place and of bad omen.
The perils of matrimony would, according to the
proverb-mongers, appear to be so great that we can
scarcely wonder at the counsel:
"If that a batchelor thou bee
Keepe the same style, be ruled by mee,
Lest that repentance all too late
Rewarde thee withe a broken pate.
Iff thou be yonge then marye not yett,
Iff thou be olde thou hast more wytt:
For yonge men's wyves wyll not be taught,
And olde men's wyves bee good for nought."
The home-life has goodly store of proverbial wisdom
associated with it. The French say: "Chaque oiseau
trouve son nid bien," and the Italians, "Ad ogni uccello
il suo nido é bello," while the Englishman says, "East,
west, home is best."[239:A] Monckton Milnes very truly
says, "A man's best things are nearest him, lie close
about his feet"; and a charming old saying is this,
that "Small cheer, with great welcome, make a big
feast." Proverbs, it must be confessed, are ordinarily
very worldly wise, and much more frequently see the
worse than the better side of things, and most of
the adages about the home are very materialistic in
tone; the sweet sentiment that is associated with the
idea must be sought elsewhere. "The suit is best that
fits me best," says an English adage, and the comfort
of content is seen again in the Scottish saying—"Better
a little fire that warms than mickle that
burns." Socrates, passing through the markets, cried:
"How much is here I do not want." "He who wants
content," says an old proverb, "cannot find an easy
chair."
Prudential maxims are very numerous; thus, we are
warned that "Wilful waste makes woful want," that
"Silks and satins put out the kitchen fire," and that
"If you pay not a servant his wages he will pay
himself;" while caution in another direction is advised
in the saying, "The child says in the street
what he heard at the fireside," and in this: "One
bad example spoils many good precepts." The
Germans say that "It is easier to build two hearths
than to keep a fire in one," while the Portuguese
advocate a judicious blending of prudence with sentiment
in the adage: "Marry, marry, but what about
the housekeeping?"—a by no means unimportant consideration.
Love in a cottage will fare the better if the
larder be not too bare.
The writer of Ecclesiasticus describes very happily
the plight of the unwelcome guest—the man or woman
who, as we say in English, is sitting all the while on
thorns. "Better is the life of a poor man in a mean
cottage than delicate fare in another man's house. For
it is a miserable life to go from house to house, for
where thou art a stranger thou darest not open thy
mouth. Give place, thou stranger, to an honourable
man; my brother cometh to be lodged, and I have
need of mine house"—a sufficiently humiliating dismissal.
It has, we presume, been the lot of most
people to find themselves the objects of a special
and not quite disinterested friendship; to feel that one
is being used, and one's kindness abused. Such people
in the end defeat their own object, since one soon
learns to avoid the risk of an invitation for a week
when we remember that the last acceptance of such
an invitation meant a two months' sojourn, and the
upsetting of all our plans. Proverbs relating to this
state of things will be seen in "An unbidden guest
knows not where to sit"; "Who depends on another's
table may often dine late"; and the advice to "Scald
not your lips with another's porridge"—all warnings of
excellent value and weight.
Our readers will long ere this have discovered that
the book of Ecclesiasticus is ever at our elbow when
we would find words of wisdom, and we turn to it now
afresh in our search for caution as to the tale-bearer and
the breaker of confidences. "Love thy friend and be
faithful unto him; but if thou bewrayest his secrets
follow no more after him. For as a man hath
destroyed his enemy, so hast thou lost the love of thy
neighbour. As one that letteth a bird go out of his
hand, so hast thou let thy neighbour go, and shall
not get him again." And elsewhere, in the same
treasury of wisdom, we read: "Whoso discovereth
secrets loseth his credit, and shall never find friend
to his need." In the Book of Proverbs[241:A] we find: "He
that repeateth a matter separateth very friends"—loss
of faith implying loss of friend.
Chaucer, it will be remembered, says that "Three
may keep a counsel if twain be away." Another old
writer tells us that "Curiosity is a kernel of the
forbidden fruit, which still sticketh in the heart of
the natural man," and this is seen almost at its worst
when endeavouring to find out a matter that the person
most concerned would desire to leave unknown, and
quite at its worst when knowledge thus gained is made
general property. "None are so fond of secrets as
those who do not mean to keep them." There is no
more trying person to deal with than he or she who
continually punctuate their conversation with cautions
that they "wish this matter to go no further," and warn
us that that detail is "entirely between ourselves." They
are an unmitigated nuisance.
A very quaint old proverb is that which tells us that
"He was scarce of news that told that his father was
hanged," and a very excellent rule of conduct is this:
"Whether it be to friend or foe talk not of other men's
lives." We are warned, too, that "He who chatters to
you will chatter also of you," and the experience of
most of us will confirm the wisdom of the adage.
Other happy sayings are these: "No one will repeat
the matter if it be not said"; "Sudden trust heralds
sudden repentance"; "More have repented of speech
than of silence"; "A fool will neither give nor keep
counsel"; "He that tells all he knows will also tell what
he does not know"; "To tell our own secrets is folly,
to tell those of others treachery"; "Thy friend has a
friend, and thy friend's friend hath a friend"—great
discretion is therefore necessary.
Heywood warns the man who thinks himself secure:
"Some heare and see him whom he heareth and seeth not
For fieldes have eies and woods have eares ye wot,"
an idea that we find yet earlier in a manuscript,
"King Edward and the Shepherd," written about the
year 1300:
"The were bettur be styll,
Wode has erys, felde has syght."
So gracious a gift of Heaven to the sons of men as
hope must necessarily find recognition in our proverbial
wisdom. Our readers will recall the lines in Pope's
"Essay on Man," where he declares that
"Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never is, but always to be, blest.
The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home
Rests and expatiates in a life to come."
And in "Measure for Measure" we read that "the
miserable have no other medicine, but only hope";
hence the saying: "Quench not hope, for when hope
dies all dies." The Italians say: "L'ultima che si
perde è la speranza"—the last thing lost is hope,[242:A]
and the terrible words in the "Paradise Lost" recur
to us:
"So farewell hope, and, with hope, farewell fear,
Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost,
Evil, be thou my good."
Lord Bacon, being in York House garden, looking
at some fishermen as they were throwing their nets
in what was then the pellucid and silvery Thames,
asked them what they would take for their catch.
They mentioned a certain price, and his lordship
offered them somewhat less, which they declined to
accept. They drew up their nets and in it were but
three small fishes, and Lord Bacon said that it had
been better for them had they closed with his offer.
They replied that they had hoped that the catch
would have been much greater, and his lordship in
response reminded them of the proverb, "Hope is a
good breakfast, but a bad supper";[243:A] and an admirably
true saying it is.
A pithy old adage has it that "Hope is as cheap
as despair," and it is certainly pleasanter; while
another proverb tells us, as we lament departed
opportunities, "When one door shuts another opens,"
a comforting state of things that the experience of
many will confirm. How strong the encouragement
to look forward with courage when cares seem overwhelming
is the reminder that "When the tale of
bricks is doubled Moses comes." Philosophy, good as
it is, breaks under the strain, and is, when most wanted,
but a broken reed. Goldsmith, in his play of "The
Good-natured Man," says that "this same philosophy
is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant jade on a
journey," and Rochefoucauld equally happily declares
that "Philosophy triumphs easily over past and over future
evils, but present evils triumph over philosophy." We
are reminded here anew of that definition of a proverb,
"The wit of one voicing the experience of many," for
certainly here Rochefoucauld supplies the esprit while
the rest of mankind can in this matter supply the
experience.
A quaint little French proverb is this, "L'espoir
du pendu que la corde casse," when they wish to
express the idea of a very faint ground indeed for
hope. When all that a man who is already hanging
can hope for is that the cord may perchance break,
his chance of a reprieve is but small. He has most
legitimate ground for hope who has already done
what in him lay to deserve success, hence foresight
and forethought are a valuable possession: the one to
see in advance the possibilities, the other to think
how best to turn them to account:
"When all is done, lerne this my sonne
Not friend, nor skill, nor wit at will,
Nor ship, nor clod, but onelie God,
Doth all in all.
Man taketh paine, God giueth gaine,
Man doth his best, God doth the rest,
Man knew well intendes, God foizon[244:A] sendes
Else want he shall."
The value of forethought in various directions is
enforced in the following wisdom-chips: "A wise man
will make more opportunities than he finds"; "Hasty
climbers have sudden falls";[245:A] "Count not your
chickens before they are hatched"; "He that would
enjoy the fruit must not gather the flower"; "Short
reflection may save long regret"; "From bad to
worse is poor exchange"; "Haste makes waste";
"Leave not to hazard what forethought may provide
for"; "Cast not away the dirty water till thou hast
clean"; "Little chips will kindle a large fire"; "Look
before you leap"; "Beware of—had I known this
before"; "Better be sure first than sorry after";
"Be wisely worldly, not worldly wise"; "Take
heed that the relish be not spoiled by the cost";
"Heaven is a cheap purchase, whatever it costs";
"Ask thy purse what thou shouldest buy"; "He that
measureth not himself is measured"; "When a fool
hath bethought himself, the market is over"; "If
things could be done twice all would be wise";
"Small beginnings may have great endings"; "A
forest is in an acorn"; "Every maybe hath a maybe
not"; "While it is fine weather mend your sails";
"Measure thrice before cutting once"; "Haste trips
up its own heels"; "Take more time, that you may
have done the sooner"; "Wisdom not only gets but
retains"; "Defer not till to-morrow to be wise";
"Safe bind, safe find"; "A little wariness may save
much weariness"; "Haste is a poor apology"; "That
which the fool has to do in the end the wise man does
at first"; and even then the dilatory man may never
compass the task, for our position in life on the
morrow depends largely upon our attitude of to-day,
and the remedy of to-morrow may come too late.
"Our deeds determine us as much as we determine
our deeds." It has been said that if we cannot go
backward and change what has been we can go forward
and change what is, but even this unfortunately
is only partly true, and the shadow of the past may
darken the future, do what we will.[246:A] Hence the
adage, "To-morrow is untouched," cannot be accepted
without reservation.
Other proverbs that may well be quoted in praise
of forethought are these: "Little stumble may save
big fall"; "He who begins and does not finish, loses
his labour"; "Put out your arm no further than your
sleeve will reach"; "To change and to better are not
always the same thing"; "Quick choice, long repentance."
"Take warning at once, that a worse may not hap,
Foresight is the stopper of many a gap."
The French say truly enough that "Tout le monde
est sage après coup," an equivalent saying to our "After-wit
is everybody's wit"; and the Portuguese declare
that "An empty purse makes a man wise, but too
late,"—a most unfortunate state of things. Another
well-known adage is "Festina lente"—tarry a little
that we make our end the sooner. "Presto et bene
non conviene"—hastily and well rarely meet. A
Ciceronian maxim was, "Certis rebus certa signa præcurrunt"—certain
signs are the forerunners of certain
events, or, as we say in English, "Coming events
cast their shadows before."
"Often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And in to-day already walks to-morrow."[246:B]
"Chi va piano va lontano"—he who goes gently
travels far. A quaint old proverb tells us that "It
is good to have a hatch before your door"—in order,
that is, that one may not rush out too impetuously,
but that a momentary pause may give opportunity for
a moment's consideration. One of the most startling
proverbs on this need of forethought is the Arab
"Live, thou ass, until the clover sprouts"—a better day
is coming, despondency must give place to patience
and to hope.
The manufacture of excuses has not escaped the
notice of the proverb-makers and users. These excuses
take two forms—the excuses that omission calls
for, and those that commission needs—that black may
look at least grey, if not absolutely white. A very
good example of the former is this, "Am I my brother's
keeper?"—originally the plea of a murderer, and ever
after the excuse of those who would wrap themselves
up in their selfishness, and shut their eyes, their hearts,
their consciences, their pockets, to the needs of the suffering.
It has been well said that "Apologies only
account for that which they do not alter." In some
few cases, such as "A bad workman finds fault with his
tools," or "The creaking wheel blames the badness of
the road," the utterance is quaint and not unwholesome,
and very true to human nature; but in most of these
proverbs dealing with excuses there is an actual incitement
to evil, a justification of wrongdoing, an implication
that people are only honest because it pays better
or because the chance of knavery is for the time being
debarred to them. We have so often heard the declaration
that "Opportunity makes the thief," that it
has lost its meaning; but if we really think it out a
moment, how abominable in teaching it is! A similar
saying is this, "A bad padlock invites a picklock,"
an insinuation that we would all be dishonest if we
got the opportunity; while the Spaniards say, "Puerta
abierta al santo tiento"—an open door tempts a
saint. Shakespeare's utterance, "How oft the sight
of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done," may
express a sad truth, but after all we would fain believe
that things are not quite so bad as not a few of our
proverbs would imply: there is surely yet some little
virtue and honesty left.
Fortune, good or ill, is not by any means overlooked.
Thus we find the philosophic reflection, "Fortune can
take nothing from us but what she gave"; and the
warning, "Fortune is constant in nothing but inconstancy."
We are warned yet again that "When fortune
comes smiling she often designs the most mischief."
All, however, is not blind chance; the hand of God
is guiding; "There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
rough hew them how we will." Nor is the hand of
man without its influence, for "To him that is willing
ways are not wanting," and "If you weave your web
God will find the thread." The Italians say, "Vien
la fortuna a chi la procura"—good fortune is to
him who earns it; while the French declare, "Qui
ne se lasse pas lasse l'adversité"—he who does not
tire tires adversity, and steady perseverance will conquer
ill-fortune. "La fortune aide aux audacieux,"
say the French again, while the Romans declared,
"Fortes fortuna adjuvat"—fortune assists the brave,
the classic reading of our more homely version, "Nothing
venture, nothing have."
The victim of ill-fortune is reminded that "It is
a long lane that has no turning"; or, as Gower
puts it:
"Sometime I drew into memoire
Howe sorowe maie not euer last."
The French have a saying, "The wind in a man's
face makes him wise," equivalent to the English adage,
"Adversity makes a man wise, not rich," and so the
Psalmist sings, "It is good for me that I have been
afflicted, that I might learn thy statutes." Trouble
works, however, in a twofold way, and while some it
softens, others it hardens.
It is a matter of common observation that misfortunes
often fall most unexpectedly, and that they
seldom come singly.
"O soden hap, O thou fortune unstable,
Like to the scorpion so deceivable,
That flatrest with thy hed whan thou wilt sting."[249:A]
"Mischiefs," says an old proverb, "come by the pound
and go away by the ounce," and the Italians have a
practically identical saying. These calamities come
sometimes in such a flood that no resistance to their
attack seems of any avail, hence the quaint and homely
adage, "There is no fence against a flail." The Romans
had the saw, "Mustelam habes"—you have a weasel
in your house, which they applied to those with
whom everything seemed to turn out unfortunately:
to meet a weasel being considered by the Romans an
ill-omen.
It has been said that each man is the architect of
his own fortune.[249:B] The statement is not wholly true,
but it is sufficiently so to justify such proverbs as
"As you have made your bed, so you must lie";
"As you brew, so must you drink"; and we must be
prepared to take the consequences of our own fault.
Zeno, the philosopher, having detected his servant in
a theft, ordered him to be whipped; the servant, in
excuse for what he had done, said it was decreed by
the fates that he should be a thief, alluding to the
doctrine of fatalism which his master maintained. And
so, too, it was decreed, said Zeno, that you should be
whipped. It has been well said that "Presumption
first blinds a man, and then sets him running." The
Germans say, "Wer da fallt, über ihm laufen alle
Welt"—he that falls down all the world runs over. All
are ready to bear a hand in beating the man whom
fortune buffets; and, as an old proverb says, "When
the tree is fallen every man goeth to it with his
hatchet." This kicking a man when he is down would
appear a mean and contemptible proceeding were it
not dignified by being termed the survival of the fittest
in the struggle for existence, and this somehow throws
a halo of philosophy on the proceeding, and the kicker
is seen to be working out a law of the universe, in
which the kicked also has an essential place.
We are told, truly enough, that "Half a loaf is
better than no bread," that "A man had better be
half-blind than have both his eyes out." Burke declares
that "He that wrestles with us strengthens our
nerves and sharpens our skill; our antagonist is our
helper"; and the French say, "On apprend en faillant"—one
learns by failing. Riches entail responsibility
and anxiety, and a poet of the reign of Queen Elizabeth
would have us believe that they are on the whole more
trouble than gain:
"Take upp thy fortune wythe good hape,
Wyth rytches thou doste fyle thy lappe;
Yet lesse were better for thy store,
Thy quyetnes sholde be the more."
One compensation of poverty is perhaps seen in the
adage, "He that is down need fear no fall." We are
told, too, that "A threadbare coat is armour against
the highwayman"; and Chaucer, in "The Wif of
Bathe's Tale," tells how
"The poure man whan he goth by the way,
Before the theves he may sing and play,"
since he has nothing to lose, and therefore nothing
to fear.
The sad but just law of retribution finds its due
recognition in our proverb lore. The following may
be taken as a few examples of this: "He that toucheth
pitch shall be defiled therewith"; "Over-reachers most
ordinarily over-reach themselves"; "A guilty mind
punishes itself"; "He that will not be saved needs
no preacher"; "He who sows thorns must not go
barefoot"; "He who sows the wind shall reap the
whirlwind"; "Hoist with his own petard." Shakespeare
tells us how
"Diseases, desperate grown,
By desperate appliance are relieved,
Or not at all";
and of one elsewhere who cries: "I have lost my
reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir, of
myself, and what remains is bestial." Do we not see
again the dread law of retribution in the passage:
"Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind:
The thief doth fear each bush an officer,"
and Gay tells us how at last all has to be faced, and
the responsibility of one's actions has to be realised—
"Then comes a reckoning when the banquet's o'er,
The dreadful reckoning, and men smile no more."
As an alternative to a picture so sombre, we may
quote the declaration, that "Chastisement is the knife
that tells we still abide in the Vine."
Detraction, hypocrisy, ingratitude are all scourged
by proverbs, but one feels over and over again how
very much the proverbial wisdom of our ancestors
seemed to dwell on the darker side of things. One
may find a dozen adages that have ingratitude as their
theme, but scarcely one that sings the praise of sweet
thankfulness, and in like manner pretension, boasting,
time-serving, self-interest have their attendant proverbs,
while the praise of gentle modesty and sweet
self-surrender finds little or no place. It may, perhaps,
be said that this latter end is reached practically
by the denouncing of the evil, but this is scarcely
so—a scathing attack on falsehood is in its time needful,
but there is still place and need for the recognition
of the spotless beauty of truth. Denunciation
may do much, but sweet persuasiveness yet more.
Shakespeare, in his "Cymbeline," writes of deadly
slander—
"Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile";
and again, in "Much Ado about Nothing," we find
the line—"Done to death by slanderous tongues"; and
yet again warns us that "No might nor greatness in
mortality can censure 'scape," and that "Back-wounding
calumny the whitest virtue strikes." Byron writes
in his "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage" of those whose
evil task is "Sapping a solemn creed with solemn
sneer," and Thomson tells how "Still the world prevailed,
and its dread laugh,"—a laugh "which scarce
the firm philosopher can scorn."
The following adages may be quoted:—"Envy
shoots at others and wounds itself"; "Envy never
does a good turn but when it designs an evil one";
"Malice seldom wants a mark to aim at"; "'They
say' is a poisoned arrow." The Welsh say—"Faults
are thick where love is thin." Other sayings are—"One
jeer going forth brings back another"; "Once
in people's mouths, 'tis hard to get out of them again";
"Those who have most need of credit seldom get
much"; "The evil which issues from thy mouth falls
into thy bosom"; "The sting of a reproach is in the
truth of it";[253:A] "He that prepares a net for another
should not shut his own eyes"; "Respect is better
got by deserving than by exacting"; "Little minds,
like weak liquors, are soon soured"; "Suspicion, like
bats, fly by twilight"; "In a little mind everything
is little"; "Despise none and despair of none";
"Faint praise is disparagement"; "A blow from
a frying-pan blacks, though it may not hurt";
"Truth is truth, though spoken by an enemy";
"Harm set, harm get"; "Envy never enriched any
man."
In a curious manuscript of the fifteenth century
may be found "the answere which God gave to a certyn
creture that desired to wit whate thinge was moost
plesure to hym in this worlde." The answer is a
very full one, fuller than we can quote, but it includes
the following precepts:—"Suffre noysous wordis with
a meke harte, for that pleseth me more than thow
beate thy body with as many roddys as growen in
an hundred wodys. Have compassion on the seeke
and poore, for that pleaseth me more than thow fasteth
fifty wynter brede and water. Saye no bakbyting
wordis, but shon from them and love thy nayghber
and turne alle that he saithe or dothe to good, me
onely love and alle other for me, for that pleseth me
more than if thowe every daye goo upon a whele
stikking fulle of nayles that shulde prik thy bodye."
Another manuscript of the same date that has come
under our notice, in the Library of Jesus College, Cambridge,
introduces a personification of the deadly sins,
and each is treated with much graphic power, thus,
under the heading of "Invidia" we find—
"I am full sory in my hert
Of other mens welefare and whert:
I ban and bakbyte wykkedly,
And hynder all that I may sikerly."
The sneaking treachery of the envious man, grieved
to the heart at the welfare of others, and doing them
what evil he can safely compass, is very forcibly
painted, and this of "Ira," in its picture of downright
brutality, is as graphic—
"I chide and feght and manas fast;
All my fomen I wylle doun kast,
Mercy on thaym I wylle none haue
But vengeance take, so God me saue."
Revenge, however sweet it may appear, always costs
more than it is worth, so that to be of this mind is
to scourge oneself with one's own flail. Thus the
adage says truly enough, "To be angry is to revenge
the faults of others on ourselves." Another useful
hint is that "Anger is danger, and even the anger of
the righteous is not always righteous anger." How
full, too, of wisdom the precept that "Anger should
set with the sun but not rise with it," carrying on
with vindictive perseverance into the present and the
future the evil of the past. Other proverbs are:—"Anger
begins with folly and ends with repentance";
"Anger makes a rich man hated, and a poor man
scorned"; "Anger is more hurtful than the injury
that caused it"; "A man in a passion rides a horse
that runs away with him"; "Anger may glance into
the breast of a good man, but rests only in the
bosom of fools"; "An angry man opens his mouth
and shuts his eyes"; and to these many others bearing
on the subject might be added.
Other excellent wisdom chips are these:—"Religion
is the best armour in the world, but the worst cloak";
"Imitate good but do not counterfeit it"; "Roguery
with pretext is double roguery"; "Better the blame
of the just than the praise of the wicked." Of all
the virtues it has been said that gratitude has the
shortest memory—"Eaten bread is soon forgotten."
The Spaniards have, too, a very graphic proverb:
"Cria el cuervo y sacarte ha los ojos"—breed up a
crow and he will tear out your eyes; while the French
say: "Otez un vilain, du gibet, il vous y mettra"—save
a thief from the gallows and he will place you
there.
Pretension is exposed in many proverbs. An excellent
one is this: "The best horseman is always on
his feet." This is sometimes varied into "The man
on the wall is the best player." It is in either version
an obvious satire on the looker-on, who always
tells how he could have done the thing better. Other
good saws are these: "In a calm all can steer";
"Vainglory blossoms but does not bear"; "All his
geese are swans"; "We cannot all do everything";
"Not even the youngest is infallible"; "Conceit in
weakest bodies strongest works"; "Presumption blinds
a man and then sets him running"; "Vanity has no
greater foe than itself"; "A small mind has usually
still room for pride"; "Insolence is pride with her
mask pulled off"; "Arrogance is a weed that grows
on poor soil."
Sir Thomas More reminds us that "Pride, as the
proverb is, must needs have a shame," while a yet
older writer declares that "Loste and deignouse pride
and ille avisement mishapnes oftentide," and centuries
even before this we find the warning that "A haughty
spirit goes before a fall." Shakespeare puts the matter
very pithily—"Who knows himself a braggart (let
him fear this: for it will come to pass), That every
braggart shall be found an ass." "Brag is a good
dog, but hold-fast is a better," we are told; a less
familiar version found in old collections of proverbs
being, "Brag is a good dog, but dares not bite." A
very quaint old saw against boasting and pretension
is this, "We hounds killed the hare, quoth the lap-dog";
while another good doggy adage is the warning
that "A snappish cur must be tied short." "Great
boasters," we are told, "are little doers,"[256:A] even as
"Great promisers are bad paymasters." It is equally
true, the statement that "One sword keeps another
in its sheath." A quaint proverb hath it that "My
father's name was Loaf, and I die of hunger," a
Spanish satire on those who, in poorest circumstances,
yet boast of their kindred,[256:B] while a very true Italian
saw is that "Many are brave when the enemy is
running." On the other hand, "A brave retreat is a
brave exploit." Throughout our pages we have made
but slight reference to Biblical sayings since these are
so readily accessible to all, and are, we may presume,
so well known, but we cannot here quite forbear, for
the counsel—"Let not him that girdeth on his harness
boast himself as he that putteth it off"—seems
so particularly happy a termination to our proverbs
on pretension and boasting. Having thus broken
through our procedure, we are tempted to add yet
one more reference from the same source, the splendid
irony on the man, "Wiser in his own conceit
than seven men that can render a reason"—a race
not yet extinct.
The following proverbs, dealing with various phases
of self-interest, have more or less of worldly wisdom
in them, and are worth quotation:—"Better go round
than fall in the ditch"; "Better say here it is than
here it was"; "Better cut the shoe than pinch the
foot"; "If you wish a thing done—go; if not—send";
"Light not a blaze that you cannot extinguish"; "A
hook's well lost to catch a salmon"; "Buyers want
a hundred eyes; sellers, two"; "All is lost that is
poured into a cracked dish"; "Those who put on
livery must put on patience"; "Of two evils choose
the less"; "Better one's house too little one day
than too large all the year beside"; "Sometimes it
is better to give your apple than to eat it yourself";
"Venture not all in one bottom"; "A man's
gift makes room for him"; "An ass laden with gold
overtakes everything"; "If you grease a cause well
it will stretch"; "Praise the bridge by which you
pass over"; "It is wit to pick a lock, but wisdom to
let it alone"; "Those disposed for mischief will never
want occasion"; "A petitioner that spares his purse
angles without his bait."
In "The Ship of Fools," 1570, we find the line,
"Aungels worke wonders in Westminster Hall," the
angel being a coin of that period, and the Hall the
great seat of Justice, or at all events, of Law. The
Romans had a proverb—"Bos in lingua"—an ox
on the tongue. As some of the ancient money was
stamped with the device of an ox, the proverb was a
delicate way of saying that a man had been bribed
to be silent. We are told that Demosthenes, having
received a present from some who wished to obtain
a privilege that they were fearful he would oppose,
appeared in the court with his throat muffled up,
pretending that he had so violent a cold as to be
incapable of speaking; but one of the members of the
court suspected the matter, and quoted this proverb,
intimating that it was not the cold but the bribe that
had debarred him from speech. Another of these old
Roman proverbs was, "Argenteis hastis pugna et
omnia expugnabis"—if only one fights with silver
spear they will be all-conquering. A similar cynical
maxim appreciative of the power of bribery and corruption
is that, "Where gold avails argument fails."
Another old Roman adage was, "Oleum et operam
perdere"—to lose both oil and labour. This was
applied to those who had spent much time, given
much labour, made considerable pecuniary sacrifice,
to attain some object, and had, after all, failed in
doing so. Those who contended in the public games
freely anointed their limbs with oil to make them
supple ere entering on the contest, and so if, after all,
they were conquered they lost both oil and labour.
In like manner, the student poring over his books and
burning the midnight oil, if he failed in the acquisition
of knowledge, lost oil and labour. The ancients tell
how a man, having a suit at law, sent to the judge
a present of a vessel of oil, but his antagonist sent
a fatted pig, and this turned the scale in his favour,
and he gained his cause. Justice may well be represented
as blind when such proceedings are possible.
The first man complained and reminded the judge of
his gift, but the judge told him that a great pig had
rushed in and overturned the oil, so that it and his
labour in bringing it had been lost. Whether the
proverb grew out of the story or the story out of the
proverb it is now impossible to pronounce any opinion
upon.
Other keen proverbs are:—"He that finds a thing
steals it if he restores it not"; "What will not make
a pot may make a lid"; "The best patch is off the
same cloth"; "Break not eggs with a hatchet"; "Ease
and honour are seldom bedfellows"; "Stretch your
legs according to your coverlet"; "Pin not your faith
on another's sleeve"; "As a man is finded so the law
is ended"; "Live and let live"; "An ill agreement
is better than a good judgment"; "Misreckoning is no
payment"; "Name not a rope in his house that hanged
himself." A very marked example of this delicacy
of feeling is seen in the saying, "Father disappeared
about assizes-time, and we asked no questions!"
"Take away fuel and you take away fire"; "No
man is impatient with his creditors"; "Command
yourself and you may command much else."
Turning our attention awhile in other directions, we
find the Spaniard's warning, "Cada cuba bucele al
vino que tiene"—the cask smells of the liquid it
held; a man's surroundings stamp him, and he is
known by the company he keeps. Self-interest is
blatant in the Spanish saying that "People don't give
black puddings to those who kill no pigs"; and the
same cynical teaching is found in the French adage,
"To one who has a pie in the oven you may give
a piece of your cake."[259:A] The French version of "To
him that hath shall be given," is, "He who eats
chicken gets chicken."[259:B] The Spanish proverbs, as we
have seen, have a strong tinge of mocking sarcasm
in them; here are two more examples: "Give away
for the good of your soul what you cannot eat";
"Steal the pig but give away the feet in alms." There
is a delightful touch of human nature in the French
saying, "No one is so open-handed as he who has
nothing to give," or its Scotch equivalent, "They are
aye gudewilly o' their horse that hae nane." Another
canny Scotch experience is that "He that lacks (disparages)
my mare would buy my mare." Self-interest
degenerates into self-abasement in the Arab counsel,
"If the king at noon-day says it is night, behold the
stars." The Persian warning, "It is ill sport between
the cotton and the fire," is very graphic. The old
Roman, "Aliam quercum excute," the advice to go
and shake some other tree, since enough has been
gathered here, is expressive. It is equivalent to telling
one's importunate neighbour that he must really
try fresh ground at last; to advise one's friend to
cease from the pursuit they have been following, since
they have reaped from it all the advantage it is likely
to yield to them. A dignified and noble saying is
this, "Deridet sed non derideor"—he laugheth, but
I am not laughed at; the impertinence is suffered,
is passed unregarded, and falls flat and dead.
Custom and habit exercise their influence on our
proverb lore; thus we are told, wisely enough, that
"Custom is the plague of wise men, the idol of fools."
Kelly tells a good story, in illustration of this bowing
to custom, of a captain's wife whose husband the South
Sea Islanders had eaten, being consoled by a friend;
"Mais, madame, que voulez-vous? Chaque peuple a ses
usages." The power of habit is immense; an old saying
tells us that "Habit is overcome by habit," but ordinarily
the habit in possession fights hard, and is not readily
dispossessed. Hence it is of solemn warning to "Kill the
cockatrice while yet in the egg." It is one of the most
familiar of truisms that "Habit becomes second nature,"
and that "What is bred in the bone will never come out
of the flesh." To check at the beginning may be difficult,
but to overcome in the end may be impossible.
"Can the Ethiopian," asks the prophet, "change his
skin or the leopard his spots? Then may you also do
good that are accustomed to do evil." As the bough
of a tree bent from its usual direction returns to its
old position so soon as the temporary force to which
it yielded is removed, so do men return to their old
habits so soon as the motives, whether of interest or fear,
which had influenced them, are done away. "Nature,"
says Lord Bacon, "is often hidden, sometimes overcome,
seldom extinguished. Let not a man trust his victory
over his nature too far; for nature will be buried a great
time and yet revive upon the occasion or temptation,
like as it was with Æsop's damsel, turned from a cat
to a woman, who sat very demurely at the board's end
till a mouse ran before her." The same philosopher
gives the following admirable caution: "A man's
nature runs either to herbs or weeds: therefore let
him seasonably water the one and destroy the other."
The Spaniards say: "Mudar costumbre a par de
muerte"—to change a habit is like death.
"Ill habits gather by unseen degrees,
As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas."
And Shakespeare, in the "Two Gentlemen of Verona,"
exclaims: "How use doth breed a habit in a man!"
The ancient Romans declared: "Fabricando fit faber,"
which we find in French as "En forgeant ou devient
forgeron"; in Spanish, as "El usar saca oficial"; in
German, as "Uebung macht den meister"; and in
English, as "Use makes the craftsman."
Boys catch the habit of stammering if thrown with
those who stammer, and the Dutch declare: "Die bij
kreupelen woont, leert hinken"—he that lives with
cripples learns to limp. Fortunately, there are good
habits as well as bad ones; hence the Romans taught:
"Boni principii finis bonus," and the French say, "De
bon commencement bonne fin"—we insensibly imitate
what we habitually admire.
Experience teaches, and we propose to quote some
few of the proverbial lessons that are of value in the
conduct and wear and tear of life, and we commence
with the homely bit of wisdom that, if realised, would
save so much of worry and heartache: "What can't
be cured must be endured."[262:A] Another good saying
is: "Well begun is half done"—poetically rendered
by the Italians in the counsel, "Begin your web, and
God will find you thread." "Procrastination is the
thief of time," is another well-worn and excellent
adage. How valuable, again, are these: "Teaching
of others teacheth the teacher"; "He teaches ill that
teaches all"; "He that seeks trouble rarely misses
it"; "He that is surety is not sure"; "Look before
you leap"; "The horse that draws is most whipped";
"Blow first and sip after"; "At open doors dogs come
in"; "He that is angry without cause must be pleased
without amends"; "It is but lip-wisdom that lacks
experience"; "Fetters, though of gold, are fetters
still"; "Without danger, danger cannot be overcome";
"Experience is a dear school, but fools learn in no
other"; "Some advice at fourpence is a groat too
dear"; "The counsel that we favour we most scrutinise";
"He that sits to work in the market-place shall
have many teachers"; "Valour that parleys is near
surrender"; "As you salute you will be saluted";
"Responsibility must be shouldered, you cannot carry
it under your arm"; "One eye-witness is better than
ten hear-says"; "If you pity knaves you are no friend
to honest men"; "Every man is a pilot in a calm sea";
"Plant the crab-tree where you will it will never bear
pippins"; "Wide will wear, but narrow will tear." This
last, homely as it sounds, is excellent in its counsel in
praise of a wise liberality.
The ancient Roman, "Bis dat qui cito dat," that
is so often quoted in advocacy of prompt aid, re-appears
in modern Italy in the version, "A gift long
waited for is not given, but sold." "Say not to your
neighbour, Go, and come again, and to-morrow I will
give, when thou hast it by thee." "Hope deferred
maketh the heart sick,"[263:A] and ready help at the critical
moment might have averted a catastrophe. Another
very true classic adage is, "Beneficium accipere, libertam
est vendere"—accept a favour and you sell your
freedom. Excellent counsel is in the twin proverbs,
"Deliberating is not delaying," and "That is a wise
delay which maketh the road safe." An old writer[263:B]
very sagely puts it thus: "When we are in a strait
that we know not what to do, we must have a care
of doing we know not what," and thus save time by
giving time.
Advice for the conduct of life is freely bestowed
on us by our proverbial wisdom. We may well head
the examples we propose to give with the caution,
"In vain does he ask advice who will not follow it."
"Few things," says Dr Johnson, "are so liberally bestowed,
or squandered with so little effect, as good
advice." Another reading is that "He that will not
be counselled cannot be helped." Some few specimens
of counsel tendered are these: "At great bargains
pause awhile"; "The best throw of the dice is to
throw them away"; "Raise up no spirits that you
cannot lay"; "Rather suffer a great evil than do a
little one"; "Agree, for the law is costly"; "Avoid
the pleasure that will bite to-morrow"; "Let the shipwrecks
of others be your beacons"; "Let every man
praise the bridge he goes over." Speak not ill of him
who hath done you a courtesy, or whom you have
made use of to your benefit. The Arabs in like spirit
teach, "A well from which thou drinkest throw not
a stone into it." An Italian saw sarcastically says,
"Does thy neighbour annoy thee? lend him a zechin"—he
will then keep out of the way. A Danish proverb
wisely advises to "Take help of many, and counsel
of few"; while a homely German proverb—"Henke
nicht alles auf einen Nagel"—warns us not to hang
all on one nail; or, as our equally homely English
proverb has it, "Do not carry all your eggs in one
basket"—have not all your ventures in one vessel.
The weather in this our changeable climate has
supplied abundant store for popular lore; it would
indeed suffice in itself to yield material for a goodly
volume, and the result would be a collection of great
literary and antiquarian interest.
One very familiar adage is the comforting statement
that "It is an ill wind that blows no one any good."
Shakespeare quotes it more than once; in one case
it is rendered as "Ill blows the wind that profits
nobody," and elsewhere, "Not the ill wind which blows
no man good," while Tusser gives us the rhyming
version—
"Except wind stands as never it stood,
It is an ill wind turns none to good."
Another old saw teaches that "Ill weather is seen
soon enough when it comes," but this is indefensible,
for while it is a wise counsel not to meet troubles half
way, to exercise no forethought at all is mere lunacy.
Such a proverb, again, as this, "Though the sun shine
leave not your coat at home," is much too rigid in
its insistence, and the advice, whether taken literally
or metaphorically, would be at times absurd. If we
try it, for instance, in this guise—Though surrounded
by loving friends carry suspicion ever with you—we
feel that the tension is needless. A much truer saying
is this, "When the sun shines nobody minds him,
but when he is eclipsed all consider him," and we
realise at last on the withdrawal of the benefit of
how great value it had been to us.
A wise and helpful Latin proverb is, "Sequitur
Ver Hyemem"—spring succeeds winter, and sunshine
follows rain. "After a storm, calm," or, as the
French have it, "Apres la pluie vient le beau temps."
"What, man, plucke up your harte, bee of good cheere,
After cloudes blacke wee shall have wether clere."
"Heaviness may endure for a night, but joy cometh
in the morning," is no discovery of yesterday.
"March winds and April showers bring forth the
May flowers," and the French recognise the welcome
assurance in their version, "Mars venteux, Avril pluvieux,
font le Mai gai et gracieux," while across the
Rhine the saying is again, "Märzen Wind and
Aprilen Regen verheissen im Mai grossen segen."
The value of dry weather at sowing time is indicated
in the saying that "A bushel of March dust is worth
a king's ransom"; while "February fill-dyke" is a
testimony to the abundant rain that is ordinarily
characteristic of that month; in France it is said
that "Fevrier remplit les fosses: Mars les seche."
This rain is of great value, and "All the months of
the year curse a fair Februeer," and "If the grass
look green in Janiveer 'twill look the worser all the
year." The exigencies of rhyme are responsible for
the miscalling of these month-names. A great many
of these rustic weather proverbs are thrown into
more or less, and ordinarily more, uncouth rhyme,
no doubt as an aid to memory; thus we are told
that "No weather's ill if the wind be still," that it
is well should "September blow soft till the fruit's
in the loft," and that "If the first of July be rainy
weather, 'twill rain more or less four weeks together."
We are taught again that "In February if thou hearest
thunder thou wilt see a summer's wonder." Undoubtedly
a thunderstorm in February might well
be regarded as one of the least likely things to
happen in July, while the hearing of its sonorous
peals would certainly be a remarkable feat of vision.
As the literal acceptance is so impossible we must
perforce look a little below the surface, and when we
recall that our ancestors were great at prognostics
we see that we are expected to regard this ill-timed
storm as an omen of coming events of startling
nature. Thus Willford, in his "Nature's Secrets,"
teaches that "Thunder and lightning in winter is
held ominous, portending factions, tumults, and bloody
wars, and a thing seldome seen, according to ye old
adigy, Winter's thunder is ye Sommer's wonder."[266:A]
The countryman has abundant opportunity of studying
the varying aspects of Nature, hence he has discovered
that "An evening red and morning grey will
set the traveller on his way";[267:A] though he seems to
have also observed that "If the sun in red should set,
the next day surely will be wet." The two statements
appear to directly contradict each other. On the other
hand we are told that when the reverse happens,
"The evening grey and morning red make the shepherd
hang his head"; and that "If the sun should
set in grey the next will be a rainy day"; the sun
setting in a bank of clouds—the west in this country
being the direction in which we ordinarily look for
wet weather—the result on the morrow will probably
be rain. Hence, "A rainbow in the morning is the
shepherd's warning, a rainbow at night is the shepherd's
delight"; or in Germany, "Regenborgen am
Morgen macht dem Schäfer sorgen: Regenborgen am
Abend ist dem Schäfer labend."
The statement that "The moon is made of green
cheese" may be mentioned in passing. Shacklock, in
the "Hatchet of Heresies," written in 1565, says, "They
may make theyr blinde brotherhode, and the ignorant
sort beleeve that the mone is made of grene chese,"
and many old writers introduce this venerable belief
in their plays and other works. We now-a-days
associate the idea with age, the green suggesting
mouldiness, but the word here means the very opposite,
and refers really to a cheese not matured; the
moon being new every month, the material of which
it was composed never got beyond the green or unripe
stage.
It is popularly held that "When the wind is in the
east 'tis good for neither man nor beast," and a quaint
Spanish proverb advises, "Ask no favour during the
Solano." This Solano is a wind that blows over from
Africa, and is exceedingly hot and dry. It is also
known as the sirocco. The moral clearly is that when
people are in a state of irritation it is not advisable
to lay one's needs before them, the time being inopportune.
Many of our weather proverbs are very naturally
associated with various saints' days. Thus we get
"St Martin's Summer" and "All Saints' Summer" in
reference to the bright clear weather that we occasionally
get in the late autumn, All Saints' Day being
on the first, and St Martin's Day on the eleventh of
November. Allusions to both will be found in Shakespeare;
thus, in "I. Henry VI."—"Expect St Martin's
Summer, halcyon days." The eighteenth of October
was in like manner called "St Luke's little Summer."
Another old adage was, "If the day of St Paul be
clear, then shall betide a happy year"; this day, the
festival of the conversion of the saint, was in the
calendar ascribed to January the 25th.
Another well-known belief is summed up in the old
rhyme: "St Swithin's day if it do rain, for forty days
it will remain." This date is July 15th, and it may not
be generally known that, taking the year round, July is
often a very rainy month. The Saint was Bishop of
Winchester, and when he died, in the year 862, he
desired to rest where the sweet rain of heaven might
fall. His desire was respected, but later on the monks
thought it beneath his and their dignity that he should
be laid to rest in the graveyard, and so they proposed
to re-inter the body in the choir, but when the day
came the rain was so terrific that they had to postpone
matters till the next day. This, however, was no better,
nor was the next, or next, till at length, after forty such
postponements, it dawned upon them that their late
bishop felt a strong objection to the removal of his
remains, and they at last had the sense to decide to
let him rest in peace as he had desired, whereupon the
sun burst forth, and it is to be hoped that they all lived
happy ever after.
The subject of our book has a scope so all-embracing,
a wisdom so piquant, an utterance so quaint, a wit so
trenchant, a body of material so vast, an antiquity so
remarkable that not a volume but a library would be
needed to do it justice.
He who would desire to discourse wisely, comprehensively,
on the proverbs of all times and of all
countries has before him a task too great for fulfilment,
if not too vast for ambition, and what to select
from the sheer necessity of its inclusion, what to discard
since the impossibility of completeness might be our plea
in forgiveness of its absence, has been a problem constantly
before us. Where there are many men there are
many minds, and we shall be, doubtless, blamed alike by
some for what they find, and, no less, for what they fail
to find. Could our readers see, as we now see before us
on reaching this our last page, the great bulk of material
that we have accumulated, and that remains unused,
they would realise the better the vastness of the
field—the ever-recurring problem and responsibility of
selection.
The subject has been, from the first page to the last,
one of abounding interest to us, and we would fain
hope that we have succeeded in imbuing our readers
with something of the pleasure that we have ourselves
derived from a study in itself so full of charm.
Elliot Stock, 62 Paternoster Row, London, E.C.