Maxioms by George Herbert
The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.
The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.
He that hath but one eye, must bee afraid to lose it.
He that hath but one eye, must bee afraid to lose it.
Say to pleasure, Gentle Eve, I will none of your apple.
Say to pleasure, Gentle Eve, I will none of your apple.
The house is a fine house, when good folks are within.
The house is a fine house, when good folks are within.
Welcome evill, if thou commest alone.
Welcome evill, if thou commest alone.
