“ The proverb, "It is the still (quiet) sow that eats up the draff," is prevalent in Scotland as well as in Lancashire. "As the sow fills the draff sours," also occurs in the North. The dialects of the North counties are very similar to the Lowland Scotch.
If he had as much brass (money) as he has in his face he would be a rich man.
Heart healing reacheth to the bottom of the sore. ”

“ When a person is much addicted to talking unnecessarily, he is often said to be able to "Talk a horse's leg off;" and there is a variation of this saying which asserts that such a one will "Talk th' leg off a brass pan." ”

“ In the dales around Seathwaite a proverbial saying may be heard to the effect that "a Seathwaite candle 's a greased seeve;" seeve being Cumbrian for rush. Another domestic custom in Seathwaithe has given rise to another proverb. The week's meat (generally mutton) is all boiled on the Sunday for broth, and the cold meat is eaten on the other six days of the week. This dried mutton is not very nice when eaten hot, but when cold is excellent ”

“ They are not all thieves that dogs bark at.
There's more flies caught with honey than alegar.
That man is safest who always serves a good conscience.
A man might as well eat the devil as the broth he's boiled in. ”

“ The first part of this paradoxical adage has arisen from the custom of distinguishing Hawkshead, the only town the district boasts, as "a finished town," because it has shown no increase, either in extent or population, probably for centuries. The second part refers chiefly to the western border of High Furness, where the chapelry of Seathwaite extends along the Lancashire side of the river Duddon, in the upper part of its course, and the scenery is remarkably wild ”

“ But let the females of this county know, that though in the Old Testament express notice be taken of the beauty of many women—Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel, Abigail, Tamar, Abishag, Esther,—yet in the New Testament no mention is made at all of the fairness of any woman ”

“ Poor town, and proud people."
The Vale of Troutbeck opens upon Windermere about midway between Bowness and Ambleside, and is divided into three Hundreds, each of which maintains a bridge over the stream, a bull for breeding purposes, and a constable for the preservation of order,—severally known as "the Hundred Bridge," &c. Hence the men of Troutbeck are given to astonish strangers by boasting that their little chapelry possessed "three hundred bridges, three hundred bulls, and three hundred constables." ”