Maxioms by George Herbert
Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.
Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.
The river past, and God forgotten.
The river past, and God forgotten.
Vertue flies from the heart of a Mercenary man.
Vertue flies from the heart of a Mercenary man.
If yee would know a knave, give him a staffe.
If yee would know a knave, give him a staffe.
No love is foule, nor prison fair.
No love is foule, nor prison fair.
