Children pick up words as pigeons peas And utter them again as God shall please.
Every animal is providentially directed to the use of its proper weapon.
Misery loves company.
He who pays the piper can call the tunes.
Children, when they are little, they make parents fools; when great, mad.
The use of butterflies is to adorn the world and delight the eyes of men, to brighten the countryside, serving like so many golden spangles to decorate the fields.