Flattery sits in the parlour when plain dealing 30 is kicked out of doors. Pr.
Flattery's the turnpike road to Fortune's door. Walcot.
Flebile ludibrium—A "tragic farce;" a farce to weep at.
Flebit, et insignis tota cantabitur urbe—He shall rue it, and be a marked man and the talk of the whole town. Hor.
Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo—If I cannot influence the gods, I will stir up Acheron. Virg.
Flecti, non frangi—To bend, not to break. M. 35
Flee sloth, for the indolence of the soul is the decay of the body. Cato.
Flee you ne'er so fast, your fortune will be at your tail. Sc. Pr.
Flesh will warm in a man to his kin against his will. Gael. Pr.
Flet victus, victor interiit—The conquered one weeps, the conqueror is ruined.