Aug. 21. 1852.] 



NOTES AND QUERIES. 



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Lambert's Mews. — The name of Lambert was 

 accidentally recalled to my memory this morning 

 by seeing in Field's Memoirs of the Botanical 

 Garden at Chelsea, 1820, that in 1732, he had 

 made an agreement, with the Apothecaries' Society, 

 to build a green-house and two hot-houses at the 

 gardens for 1550/. 



Lambert and Phillips took a plot of ground in 

 May Fair, many years ago, upon a building lease ; 

 some of the houses were in Queen Street, many in 

 Clarges Street ; an intermediate strip of ground 

 reached from Queen Street to Clarges Street, in 

 which were Lambert's workshops : and this vacant 

 ground was long known by the name of " Lam- 

 ben's Mews," and these words were painted upon 

 the crown of the arch which forms the entrance 

 into the Mews from Queen Street. 



Possibly this was the only memorial of a man, 

 who in his day had covered many an acre of 

 ground witli brick and mortar ; and there seems 

 to be no reason why the appropriate name of 

 Lambert should have been changed after his death 

 to " Lambeth," which, as there placed, has no 

 meaning at all. The change was probably made 

 by a superficial reasoner, who thought that Lam- 

 bert must be wrong, and Lambeth might be right. 



S. M. 



Brook Street. 



PROVERBS FROM FULLER. 



On glancing over the Collection of Provet-hs by 

 Thomas Fuller, M.D., a number of them relate to 

 perso)is and places all seemingly of English ex- 

 traction, and in many points not quite so edifying 

 to Scotch readers. Take the following as ex- 

 amples, in connexion with whose spirit it may be 

 observed, that each appears to have had an origin 

 in some particular incident, circumstance, or fact 

 which might now be curious as far as possible to 

 trace out ; and such investigations might also elicit 

 other glimpses, in reference to local and personal 

 history of a past and present character, not alto- 

 gether uninteresting. In the collector's Preface 

 (London, 1732), he says: 



" All of us forget more than wc remember, and there- 

 fore it haih been my constant custom to note down and 

 record (a good rule still to be practised) whatever I 

 thought of myself, or received from men or books, 

 vortli preserving." 



And further : 



" I picked up these sentences and sayings at several 

 timc!, according as they casually occurred, and most of 

 thom so long ago that I cannot remember the parti- 

 ctdars, and am now (by reason of great age and ill 

 sight) utterly unable to review them," &e. 



What this indefatigable collector, through in- 

 ability, was prevented from " reviewing " and elu- 

 cidating at the rather affecting close of a literary 



life, may yet to some extent be supplied in respect 



to — 



" A Burston horse and a Cambridge Master of Arts 



will give the way to nobody. 

 As crooked as Crawley Brook. 

 As hasty as Hopkins, that came to jail overnight, and 



was hanged the next morning. 

 As lame as St. Giles's, Cripplegate. 

 As lazy as Ludlam's dog, that leaned his head against 



the wall to bark. 

 As long as Meg of Westminster. 

 As mad as the baited bull at Stamford. 

 As much as York excels foul Sutton. 

 As true steel as Ripon spurs. 

 As wise as Walthara's calf, that ran nine miles to suck 



a bull. 

 Among the people Scoggin's a doctor. 

 Bate me an ace, quoth Bolton. 

 Carry coals to Newcastle. 

 Canterbury's the higher rack, but Winchester's the 



better manger. 

 Dine with Duke Humfrey. 

 Ducks fare well in the Tliamcs. 

 God help the fool, quoth Pedley. 

 Great doings at Gregory's ; heat the oven twice for 



a custard. 

 He came safe from the East Indies, and was drowned 



in the Thames. 

 He cannot demand a flitch of bacon at Dunmow. 

 He claws it as Clayton clawed the pudding, when he 



eat bag and all. 

 He looks like the devil over Lincoln. 

 He sailed into Cornwall without a hark. 

 He sendeth to the East Indies for Kentish pippins. 

 He that takes a wife at Shrewsbury must carry her to 



Staffordshire, else she will drive him to Cumber- 

 land. 

 He travelled with Mandevile. 

 He was born within the sound of Bow-bell. 

 He's like Garby, whose soul neither God nor the 



Devil would have. 

 Hell and Chancery are always open. 

 Hertfordshire kindness. 

 Hope well and have well, quoth Hick well. 

 It is a good knife; it was made at Dull-edge. 

 It is as long a-coming as Cotswold barley. 

 Like Banbury tinkers, that mend one hole and make 



three. 

 Like Wood's dog ; he will neither go to the church 



nor stay at home. 

 Manners make a man, quoth Will of Wickham. 

 My name is Twyford, I know nothing of the matter. 

 Nay, stay, quoth Stringer, when his neck was in the 



halter. 

 Neither in Kent nor Christendom. 

 Pigs play on the organ at Hogs- Norton. 

 Right, Roger, your sow's good mutton. 

 Shake a Leicestershire man by the collar, and you 



shall hear the beans rattle in his belly. 

 She simpers like a Frumenty kettle. 

 Slow and sure, like Pedley's mare. 

 Tenterden steeple was the cause of Goodwin's Sands. 

 Tlie Isle of Wight hath no monks, lawyers, or foxes. 

 The vicar of Bray will be vicar of Bray still. 



