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The pun of the proverbs in English

zhakhin повествует:
One fine day - Child’s play,
Every dog has its day,
Rome was not built in a day,
All this trouble will pass away,
It is clear as a light of a day,
Where is a will there is a way,
When the candles are out all cats are grey,
Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today,
Don’t bite off more than you can chew,
Don’t trouble trouble until trouble troubles you,
Don’t look from head to foot,
Don’t halloo till you are out of the wood,
Talk of the devil and he will appear,
A clever tongue will take you anywhere,
Build castles in Spain,
Get nothing for the pains,
No pains, no gains,
To use the brains,
Always live and learn,
No rose without a thorn,
To fritter away one’s time,
A stitch in time saves nine,
You can’t make up for lost time,
I thought that this was the end of me,
A little bird told me,
There are other fish in the sea,
It is the Greek for me,
Between the devil and the deep blue sea,
Between heaven and earth,
It never rains but it pours,
Hunger is the best sauce,
Too many cooks spoil the broth,
The things go from bad to worse,
Cut your coat according to your cloth,
Wait me till Christmass,
Every cook praises his own broth,
Let well alone, a skin and bone,
To kill two birds with one stone,
They make a pair,
Better late than never,
To tear their hair,
Every bird likes its own nest,
East or West, home is best,
Second thoughts are best,
Crows do not pick crow’s eyes,
They are dying like flies,
A cat in glove catches no mice,
A fear has a hundred eyes,
To cherish as the apple of the eye,
One sees the splinter in brother’s eye
And ignores the plank in his own,
Never hit a man when he is down,
If like master like man,
He is meek as a lamb,
He could not hurt a fly,
Let sleeping dogs lie,
Never say die,
As like as two peas,
Not to see the wood for the trees,
They are thick as thieves,
The masters of their own lives,
So many men, so many minds,
Make hay while the sun shines,
Go on a wild-goose chase,
In private, face to face,
He wars his heart on his sleeve,
The memory like a sieve,
Every man has a fool in his sleeve,
He does not know what he is talking about,
The murder will out,
One thief robs another,
Birds of a feather flock together,
One thing on top of another,
Alone together,
Don’t blame your own faults on others,
One good turn deserves another,
Still waters run deep,
Look before you leap,
To miss the point,
A fly in the ointment,
To swim against the tide,
To give a lark to catch a kite,
The early bird catches the worm,
To feel completly at home,
Self comes first charity begins at home,
To tell tales out of school,
Once in a blue moon,
Even a mangy sheep is good for a little wool,
What is done cannot be undone,
It gets worse as it goes on,
Like father like son,
Our day will come,
Two heads are better then one,
To lay a trap for someone,
Start on a merry note, but finish on a sad one,
The voice of one man is the voice of no one,
To the marrow of the bones,
This is a bag of bones,
An old bird is not caught with chaff,
The world is large enough,
Enough to make a cat laugh,
To lead a cat-and-dog life,
The dog’s life - such is life,
Care killed the cat,
To hang by a thread,
Fool rush in where angels fear to tread,
Half a loaf is better than no bread,
In the land of the blind the one-eyed is king,
Catch the bear before you sell his skin,
Every cloud has a silver lining,
A new broom sweeps clean,
Appetite comes with eating,
It is a sure thing,
He knows what’s good for him,
He goes through thick and thin,
He is sick at heart,
He drink too hard,
One man’s meat is another man’s poison,
Every thing is good in its season,
He works best who knows his trade,
One of our kind, a soul-mate,
A birn child dreads the fire,
There is no smoke without fire,
Bad news travels fast,
He laughs best who laughs last,
The time will show,
A drowning man will catch at a straw,
Don’t foul the well, you may need its waters,
And to fish in troubled waters,
Fight fire with fire,
He won’t set the Thames on fire,
Pride goes before a fall,
Like being up against a brick wall,
Like water off a duck’s back,
It is the last straw that breaks the camel’s back,
It is in the back,
It is a piece of cake,
To use others to pull the chestnuts out of the fire,
Out of the frying-pan into the fire,
Neither fish, flesh, nor good red herring, nor fowl,
Who keeps company with the wolf will learn to houl,
A land flowing with milk and honey,
He is rolling in money,
He is nowhere to be found,
In for a penny, in for a pound,
Neck or nothing,
Wolf in sheep’s clothing,
Not to give a brass farthing,
The mountain brought forth a mouse,
He is born with a silver spoon in the mouth,
To live from hand to mouth,
For to play cat-and-mouse,
Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth,
As poor as a church mouse,
He keeps changing his mind,
The love is blind,
Out of sight, out of mind,
You can’t make omelettes without breaking eggs,
To drink the cup to the dregs,
Stop trying to teach your grandmother to suck eggs,
To be in the seventh heaven,
Nothing venture, nothing have,
At sixes and sevens,
Will take care of them selves,
They are rich who have true friends,
It’s always good to have a friend in court,
With fire and with sword,
Where your friends are,
There your riches are,
So near and yet so far,
Take care of the pence and the pounds,
He has head in the clouds,
To run with the hare, and hunt with the houds,
Dogs does not eat dogs,
The leopard cannot change his spots,
Like the devil fears holy water,
Of the first water,
A drop in the ocean,
In an uncertain situation,
Custom is a second nature,
Necessity is the mother of invention,
To make a mountain out of a molehill,
And to fight windmills,
To choose the lesser of two evils,
To kick against the prick,
It is no use crying over split milk,
First think then speak,
Retail stale news,
No news is good news,
As clear as twice two is four,
As simple as two times two makes four,
Much water has flowed under the bridge,
More haste, less speed,
A friend in need is a friend indeed,
He just managed to do it,
As you make your bed, so you must lie on it,
You cannot eat your cake and have it,
Don’t cross a bridge before you come to it,
There is no making head or tale of it,
Beat the air, mill the wind,
To be three sheets in the wind,
Brevity is the soul of wit,
The hair stand on end,
All good things must come to an end.
Опубликовано 27 мая 2011 в 22:10:12
Опубликовано в рубрике Частные заметки