Maxioms by George Herbert
The horse that drawes after him his halter, is not altogether
escaped.
The horse that drawes after him his halter, is not altogether
escaped.
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.
The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.
The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.
A hundred loade of thought will not pay one of debts.
A hundred loade of thought will not pay one of debts.
