Maxioms by George Herbert
That flesh is but the glasse, which holds the dust
That measures all our time; which also shall
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That flesh is but the glasse, which holds the dust
That measures all our time; which also shall
Be crumbled into dust.
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.]
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
Old praise dies, unlesse you feede it.
Old praise dies, unlesse you feede it.
The best mirrour is an old friend.
The best mirrour is an old friend.
