It is a foul bird that filleth his own nest.

Beggars can't be choosers.

A good wife maketh a good husband.

Beggars should be no choosers.

Hee must have a long spoone, shall eat with the devill.

But now I see well the old proverb is true: That parish priest forgetteth that ever he was a clerk!

Never look a gift horse in the mouth.