Send Them Home As Merry As Crickets. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book I, Chap.

Send them home as merry as crickets.
-- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553)
-- Works, Book i, Chap. xxix

So much is a man worth as he esteems himself. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book ii, Chap.
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Scampering as if the Devil drove them. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book iv, Chap.
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I drink no more than a sponge. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. v
To return to our wethers. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. i, n, 2
It is meat, drink, -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book v, Chap. vii
Which was performed to a T. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book iv, Chap. xli
Appetite comes with eating, says Angeston. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap.
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By robbing Peter he paid Paul, -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. xi
Corn is the sinews of war. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. xlvi