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Night hath a thousand eyes.
JOHN LYLY, Maides Metamorphose
Children and fools speak true.
All fish are not caught with flies.
JOHN LYLY, Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit
In misery it is great comfort to have a companion.
There can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire.
JOHN LYLY, Euphues and his Euphoebus
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