Maxioms by George Herbert
He that is surprized with the first frost feeles it all the
winter after.
He that is surprized with the first frost feeles it all the
winter after.
He that contemplates hath a day without night.
He that contemplates hath a day without night.
Starres are poore books, and oftentimes do misse;
This book of starres lights to eternal blisse.
Starres are poore books, and oftentimes do misse;
This book of starres lights to eternal blisse.
Thinke of ease, but worke on.
Thinke of ease, but worke on.
Love without end, hath no end, says the Spaniard: (meaning, if it
were not begun on particular ends, it read more
Love without end, hath no end, says the Spaniard: (meaning, if it
were not begun on particular ends, it would last).