Maxioms by George Herbert
A litle wind kindles; much puts out the fire.
[A little wind kindles; much puts out the fire.]
A litle wind kindles; much puts out the fire.
[A little wind kindles; much puts out the fire.]
To speake of an Vsurer at the table marres the wine.
To speake of an Vsurer at the table marres the wine.
He that looseth is Marchant as well as he that gaines.
He that looseth is Marchant as well as he that gaines.
Comparisons are odious.
Comparisons are odious.
Feast of George Herbert, Priest, Poet, 1633 The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be? My God, no hymn read more
Feast of George Herbert, Priest, Poet, 1633 The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be? My God, no hymn for Thee? My soul's a shepherd too: a flock it feeds Of thoughts, and words, and deeds. The pasture is Thy Word, the streams, Thy Grace Enriching all the place. Shepherd and flock shall sing, and all my powers Out-sing the daylight hours.
