Maxioms by George Herbert
Every one thinkes his sacke heaviest.
Every one thinkes his sacke heaviest.
Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son
makes him a foole.
Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son
makes him a foole.
You may be on land, yet not in a garden.
You may be on land, yet not in a garden.
He that feares leaves, let him not goe into the wood.
He that feares leaves, let him not goe into the wood.
