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Faint heart never won fair lady.
Fair exchange is nae robbery.—Fancy kills and cures.
Fann’d fires and forc’d love ne’er did weel.
Far away fowls hae fair feathers.—Far frae court far frae care.
Far behind that may not follow.—Fast bind, fast find.
Fat paunches bode lean pows.—First come first ser’d.
Feckless foek are ay fond of ane anither.
Fiddler’s wives and gamester’s ale are free to every body.
Fiddler’s dogs and flesh-flies come to feasts unca’d.
Fight dog, fight bear, wha won deil care.
Fine feathers mak fine birds.—Fools’ haste is nae speed.
Fire and water are gude servants, but ill masters.
Flaes and a girning wife are waukrife bed-fellows.
Fleying a bird is no the way to grip it.
Flitting of farms mak mailings dear.—Friends ’gree best sindry.
Fools shou’d nae hae chapping stieks.
Fools ravel and wise men redd.—Fumblers are ay fond o’ weans.
Fools and bairns shou’d nae see a ha’f done turn.
Fools mak feasts, and wise fouk eat them; the wise mak jests, and fools repeat them.
For fashion’s sake, as dogs gang to the market.
Fore-warn’d, ha’f armed.—Foul water slockens fire.
Fresh fish and poor friends grow soon ill-far’d.
Friends are like fiddle-strings, they mauna be screw’d owre tight.
Frost and fausehood hae baith a dirty waygang.