Proverbs,
called provribs, freits or sawes in Scots, are short
familiar sayings expressing a supposed truth or moral lesson.
| A'll big
nae saundy-mills wi ye. |
I'll not be friendly to you. |
| A bonnie bride is suin buskit
an a short horse is suin wispit. |
A pretty bride needs little decoration; a small horse
little grooming. |
| A cauld needs the ceuk
sae muckle the doctor. |
I need it like a hole in the head. |
| A gien cou shoudna be leukit in the mou |
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth |
| A greedy gutsie ee ne'er gat a
fou wame. |
Greedy persons are never satisfied. |
| A guid dug ne'er barkit
aboot a bane. |
Good servants don't look for rewards. |
| A guid name's suiner
tint nor won. |
A good name is sooner lost than gained. |
| A hungersome wame haes
nae lugs. |
A hungry person can't listen to reason. |
| A rowin stane gaithers
nae fug. |
A rolling stone gathers no moss |
| A sent him awa wi a
seed in his teeth. |
I sent him away with a flea in his ear. |
| A shored tree staunds
lang. |
Threatened folk live long. |
| A smaw buss is better
nor nae bield. |
A small bush is better than no shelter. |
| Ae man's meat is anither
man's pushion. |
One man's food is another man's poison. |
| Early creuk the tree that guid crummock wad be. |
Those who don't succeed very well at first may do better
afterwards. |
| An ill shearer aye
blames his tuils. |
A bad workman always blames his tools. |
| As ae door's steekit
anither opens. |
We are never left entirely without hope. |
| As daft
as a yett on a windy day. |
As mad as a hatter. |
| Auld sawes speaks suith. |
Old proverbs tell the truth. |
| Auld speugies is ill
tae tame. |
It's difficult to teach an old dog new tricks. |
| Aw compleen o want
o siller but nane o want o mense. |
If they had more sense they would soon have more money. |
| Aw things haes an end,
an a pudden haes twa. |
All things have an end, and a sausage has two |
| Aye tae eild but niver
tae wit. |
Always growing older but never wiser. |
| Bairns maun creep or
thay gang. |
Those who don't succeed very well at first may do better
afterwards. |
| Be taen til the fair. |
Be led up the garden path. |
| Better a fremmit freend
nor a freend fremmit. |
Better a stranger for one's friend than a friend who
has become a stranger. |
| Better a moose in the
pat nor nae flesh. |
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. |
| Better a tuim hoose nor an ill tenant. |
Better an empty house than a bad tenant. |
| Better a wee buss nor
nae bield. |
Any port in a storm. |
| Better hauf an egg
nor a tuim dowp. |
Better half a loaf than no bread. |
| Better ma freends thinks
me fremmit as fashious. |
Better my friends think me stranger due to seldom visits
than troublesome due to too many. |
| Better mak yer feet
yer freends. |
Run for your life. |
| Better suin nor syne. |
Better sooner than later. |
| Beauty's muck whan
honour's tint. |
Beauty is of no value when honour is lost. |
| Cairy saut til Dysart. |
Carry coals to Newcastle. |
| Caukin the claith afore
the wab be in the luim. |
Counting your chickens before they are hatched. |
| Caw saut til Dysart. |
Carry coals to Newcastle. |
| Claw ye ma back an
A'll claw yers |
If you scratch my back I'll scratch yours. |
| Craft maun hae claes
but suith gangs nakit. |
A craftsman must have clothes but truth goes naked. |
| Cuttin afore the pynt. |
Counting your chickens before they are hatched. |
| Dancin like a hen on
a het girdle. |
Like a cat on hot bricks. |
| Dinna speak o raip til a chield that's faither wis
hingit. |
Don't talk of rope to a man whose father was hung. |
| E'enin orts is guid mornins' fother. |
What is despised today may be valued tomorrow. |
| Facts is chields that winna ding. |
Facts cannot be denied. |
| Fell twa dugs wi the
ae bane. |
Kill two birds with one stone. |
| Gie a beggar a bed
an he'll pey ye wi a loose. |
Give a beggar a bed and he'll pay you with a louse. |
| Gie yer tongue mair halidays nor yer heid. |
Give your tongue more holidays than your head. |
| Git the whistle o yer groat. |
Be paid in one's own coin. |
| Hae ither towe on ane's
rock. |
Have other fish to fry. |
| He's no the berry
(nor yit the buss it growed on). |
He's not the clean potato. |
| He's waur tae watter
nor tae corn. |
He's fonder of drink than food. |
| He haed a tongue that
wad clip cloots. |
He would talk the hind legs off a donkey. |
| He haes a crap for
aw corn. |
All is fish that comes to his net. |
| He kens the laid frae the croun o the causey. |
He knows how many beans make five. |
| He kens whilk side
his bannock's buttert on. |
He knows which side his bread is buttered on. |
| He stummles at strae
an lowps ower a linn. |
He finds difficulties only where he wants to. |
| He shoud hae a hail powe that
caws his neebour neetie nou. |
People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. |
| He that's angry opens
his mou an steeks his een. |
The angry man speaks unadvisedly, without investigating
the matter. |
| He that's scant o braith
shoudna meddle wi the chanter. |
Never begin anything for which you have no aptitude. |
| He that blaws in stour
fills his ain een. |
He who stirs up trouble finds himself in it. |
| He that sleeps wi dugs
maun rise wi flaes. |
He who keeps bad company will be the worse for it. |
| He that will til Cupar
maun til Cupar. |
A wilful man must have his way. |
| He wad skin a loose for the tauch. |
No source of gain is beneath his miserly attention. |
| He winna rive his faither's
bunnet. |
He'll never fill his father's shoes. |
| His mither canna see
daylicht til him. |
He's his mother's white haired boy. |
| Ilk blad o girse keeps
its ain dew. |
Mind your own business. |
| It's a bare muir that
ye gang throu an no find a heather cou. |
It's a long lane that has no turning. |
| It's a blate cheetie that maks a prood moose. |
A shy cat makes a proud mouse. |
| It's an ill bird that
fyles it's ain nest. |
It's an evil person who harms one's own. |
| It's better tae hear
the laverock sing nor the moose cheep. |
The outdoor life is the better. |
| It's guid tae begin
weel, but better tae end weel. |
Make hay while the sun shines. |
| It's ill bringin but,
whit's no ben. |
You can't have your cake and eat it. |
| It's like butter in
the black dug's hause. |
It's no use crying over spilt milk. |
| It's no the rummlin
cairt that faws ower the brae. |
It's not the likeliest person who dies first. |
| It's past joukin whan
the heid's aff. |
It's too late to lock the stable door after the horse
has bolted. |
| Keep something for
a sair fit. |
Keep something for a rainy day. |
| Keep yer ain fish-guts tae yer ain seamaws. |
Charity begins at home. |
| Kinnle a caunle at
baith ends an it'll suin be duin. |
Go to bed late and rise early and you'll soon be dead. |
| Lat the belled wether brak the snaw. |
Tried leaders are best in emergencies. |
| Lig the heid o the
sou til the tail o the gryce. |
Balance gains and losses. |
| Like a Hen on a het
girdle. |
Like a cat on hot bricks. |
| Ma tongue isna unner
yer belt. |
You can't silence me. |
| Makna tuim ruise. |
Bestow no empty praise. |
| Mony ane for laund, taks a fuil by the haund. |
Many marry for money. |
| Muckle whistlin for little redd
laund. |
Much cry for little wool. |
| Nae gairdener iver
lichtlied his ain leeks. |
No man speaks ill of what he values most. |
| Ne'er find faut wi
ma shuin unless ye pey ma souter. |
Don't criticise something you know nothing about and
is none of your business. |
| Ne'er gang til the
deil wi a dishcloot on yer heid. |
In for a penny, in for a pound. |
| Ne'er lat yer feet
rin faster nor yer shuin. |
Don't outstrip your resources. |
| Ne'er lat yer gear
owergang ye. |
Pride not yourself in your riches. |
| Ne'er pit yer haund
oot faurer nor yer sleeve will rax. |
Spend no more than you can afford. |
| Niver tak a forehaimer
tae brak an egg (whan ye can dae't wi the back o a knife). |
To crack a nut with a sledgehammer. |
| No see daylicht til. |
Be blind to one's fate. |
| Oot the hie-gate is aye fair play. |
Honesty is the best policy. |
| Pit twa pennies in
a pootch an thay'll creep thegither. |
Put two pennies in a purse and they will creep together. |
| Raise nae mair deils
nor ye can lig. |
Don't start anything you can't stop. |
| Reek follaes the fairest, beir
witness tae the creuk. |
Excellence is accompanied by envy. |
| Rive the kirk tae theik the queir. |
Rob Peter to pay Paul. |
| Saut somebody's kail. |
Have a rod in pickle for. |
| Set a stoot hert til
a stey brae. |
The harder the task, the more determination is needed. |
| Tak a hair o the dug
that bit ye yestreen. |
A hangover cure ! |
| Tak help at yer elbucks. |
Heaven helps those who help themselves. |
| That'll no set the
heather alicht. |
That won't set the Thames on fire. |
| The deil's gane ower
Jock Wabster. |
The fat's in the fire. |
| The eemock bites sairer
nor the clock. |
It is dangerous to interfere with a man seriously engaged
in business. |
| The keeng ligs doun
an the warld rins roond. |
No man is indispensable. |
| The pruif o the pudden's in the preein o't. |
The proof of the pudding is in the tasting. |
| The thing that's duin
is no tae dae, |
There's no time like the present. |
| Thare's a dub at ilka door. |
There's a skeleton in every cupboard. |
| Thare's a flae in ma hose. |
I'm in trouble. |
| Thare's aye some watter whaur
the stirkie drouns. |
No smoke without fire. |
| Thare's mair room athoot nor athin. |
An apology for passing wind. |
| Thay are fremmit freends
that canna be fasht. |
They are strange friends who can't be bothered. |
| Thay gang faur that
disna meet ae day. |
The world's a small place. |
| We can shape wir bairn's
wyliecoat but canna shape thair weird. |
We can shape our children's clothes
but not their fate. |
| Ye are feart for the
day ye niver seen. |
You are worrying unnecessarily. |
| Ye canna gaither berries
aff a whinbuss. |
Don't go to ill-tempered people for favours. |
| Ye coud hae bund me
wi strae. |
You could have knocked me down with a feather. |
| Ye cut lang whangs
aff ither fowk's ledder. |
You make very free with other people's property. |
| Ye shape shuin by yer ain shauchelt feet |
To judge others by yourself. |
| Ye wad wheedle a laverock
frae the lift. |
You have a winning way with you. |
| Yer breid's bakkit,
ye can hing up yer girdle |
You have achieved all you aimed at. |
| Yer mynd's aye chasin
mice. |
Your wits are wool-gathering. |
| Yer tongue gangs like
a laum's tail. |
You are never done talking. |