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Maidens shou’d be mim till they’r married, then they may burn kirks.
Maidens shou’d be mild and meek, quick to hear and slaw to speak.
Maidens tochers and ministers stipends are ay less than ca’d.
Mair hamely than welcome.—Mair haste the waur speed.
Mair by luck than gude guiding.—Malice is aye mindfu’.
Mak friends o’ fremit fo’k.—Measure twice, cut but ance.
Mak the best o’ an ill bargain you can.
Mak your hay when the sun shines.
May-bees flee not at this time o’ the year.
Maybe your pot may need my clips.
Mealy-mou’d maids stand lang at the mill.
Muckle may fa’ between the cup and the lip.
Mills and wives are ay wanting.—Mony hands mak light wark.
Mistress afore fo’k, gude wife behind backs, where lies the dish-clout?
Money is welcome in a dirten clout.
Mony a ane kisses the bairn for love o’ the nurse.
Mony fair promises at marriage mak few at tocher-paying.
Mony say weel when it was ne’er waur.
Mony a ane serves a thankless master.
Mony ways to kill a dog tho’ ye dinna hang him.
Mony cooks ne’er made gude kail.
Mony irons i’ the fire part maun cool.
Mony a ane opens their pack and sells nae wares.
Mony a ane speers the gate they ken fu’ weel.
My son’s my son ay till he get a wife, my daughter’s my daughter a’ the days o’ her life.