Maxioms by Francis Quarles
'Tis vain to flee; till gentle Mercy show
Her better eye, the farther off we go,
The read more
'Tis vain to flee; till gentle Mercy show
Her better eye, the farther off we go,
The swing of Justice deals the mightier blow.
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.
Temper your enjoyments with prudence, lest there be written on your heart that fearful word "satiety.".
Temper your enjoyments with prudence, lest there be written on your heart that fearful word "satiety.".
He who speaks evil only differs from his who does evil in that he
lacks opportunity.
He who speaks evil only differs from his who does evil in that he
lacks opportunity.