Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat; Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate

Quoth Hudibras, Friend Ralph, thou hast Outrun the constable at last

They can be kind of aggressive. Don't go there with rat smell on your hands.

He preaches well that lives well, quoth Sancho; that's all the divinity I understand

A lawyer's dream of heaven: every man reclaimed his property at the resurrection, and each tried to recover it from all his forefathers.

Look before you leap for as you sow, ye are like to reap.