Whether the pitcher strike the stone, or the stone the pitcher, woe to the pitcher, [256]
While the dogs yelp the hare flies to the wood, [390]
While the grass is growing the steed starves, [174], [317], [390]
While the great bells are ringing no one hears the little ones, [391]
While the pot boils friendship blooms, [169]
While there’s life there’s hope, [99], [276]
Whilst the dogs are growling at each other the wolf devours the sheep, [45]
Whilst the grass grows the steed starves, [110], [154]
Whilst the nurse suckles we love her; when she is of no further use she is forgotten, [222]