Maxioms by George Herbert
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.
The Divell never assailes a man, except he find him either void
of knowledge, or of the fear of read more
The Divell never assailes a man, except he find him either void
of knowledge, or of the fear of God.
A gentlemans grayhound, and a salt-box; seeke them at the fire.
A gentlemans grayhound, and a salt-box; seeke them at the fire.
Good newes may bee told at any time, but ill in the morning.
Good newes may bee told at any time, but ill in the morning.
Love is not found in the market.
Love is not found in the market.
