Maxioms by George Herbert
Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme
valleys.
Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme
valleys.
Hee pays too deare for honey that licks it from thornes.
Hee pays too deare for honey that licks it from thornes.
The blind eate many a flie.
The blind eate many a flie.
In war, hunting, and love, men for one pleasure a thousand
griefes prove.
In war, hunting, and love, men for one pleasure a thousand
griefes prove.
Who must account for himselfe and others, must know both.
Who must account for himselfe and others, must know both.
