Maxioms by George Herbert
The Sundaies of man's life,
Thredded together on time's string,
Make bracelets to adorn the wife
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The Sundaies of man's life,
Thredded together on time's string,
Make bracelets to adorn the wife
Of the eternal, glorious King.
On Sunday heaven's gates stand ope;
Blessings are plentiful and rife.
More plentiful than hope.
The world is now adayes, God save the Conquerour.
The world is now adayes, God save the Conquerour.
The corne hides it self in the snow, as an old man in furrs.
The corne hides it self in the snow, as an old man in furrs.
It's absurd to warme one in his armour.
It's absurd to warme one in his armour.
