In Every Trouble The Little Ones Duck

We Are Never Content With Our Lot.

No Path Of Flowers Leads To Glory.

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]

As Sheepish As A Fox Captured By A Fowl. [fr., Honteux Comme Un Renard Qu'une Poule Aurait Pris.]

It Is Double Pleasure To Deceive The Deceiver. [fr., Car C'est Double Plaisir De Tromper Le Trompeur.]