Maxioms by George Herbert
To play at Chesse when the house is on fire.
To play at Chesse when the house is on fire.
The sight of a man hath the force of a Lyon.
The sight of a man hath the force of a Lyon.
An upbraided morsell never choaked any.
An upbraided morsell never choaked any.
If you could runne, as you drinke, you might catch a hare.
If you could runne, as you drinke, you might catch a hare.
Sweet Spring, full of sweet dayes and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie,
My musick shows read more
Sweet Spring, full of sweet dayes and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie,
My musick shows ye have your closes,
And all must die.
