Maxioms by Francis Quarles
While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin. the
opportunity is lost.
While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin. the
opportunity is lost.
What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.
What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.
See, here's a shadow found; the human nature
Is made th' umbrella to the Deity,
To catch read more
See, here's a shadow found; the human nature
Is made th' umbrella to the Deity,
To catch the sunbeams of thy just Creator;
Beneath this covert thou may'st safely lie.
Our God and soldier we alike adore,
When at the brink of ruin, not before;
After deliverance read more
Our God and soldier we alike adore,
When at the brink of ruin, not before;
After deliverance both alike requited,
Our God forgotten, and our soldiers slighted.
Put off thy cares with thy clothes; so shall thy rest strengthen thy labor, and so thy labor sweeten thy read more
Put off thy cares with thy clothes; so shall thy rest strengthen thy labor, and so thy labor sweeten thy rest.