Maxioms by George Herbert
Say to pleasure, Gentle Eve, I will none of your apple.
Say to pleasure, Gentle Eve, I will none of your apple.
With customes wee live well, but Lawes undoe us.
With customes wee live well, but Lawes undoe us.
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky,
The dew read more
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky,
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night;
For thou must die.
A faire wife and a frontire Castle breede quarrels.
A faire wife and a frontire Castle breede quarrels.
The body is sooner drest then the soule.
The body is sooner drest then the soule.
