Maxioms by George Herbert
The tree that growes slowly, keepes it selfe for another.
The tree that growes slowly, keepes it selfe for another.
For all may have,
If they dare to try, a glorious life, or grave.
For all may have,
If they dare to try, a glorious life, or grave.
The War is not don so long as my Enemy lives.
The War is not don so long as my Enemy lives.
Make hast to an ill way that you may get out of it.
Make hast to an ill way that you may get out of it.
