Maxioms by George Herbert
A little Kitchin makes a large house.
A little Kitchin makes a large house.
The back-doore robs the house.
The back-doore robs the house.
Were there no hearers, there would be no backbiters.
Were there no hearers, there would be no backbiters.
Listen, sweet Dove, unto my song,
And spread thy golden wings in me;
Hatching my tender heart read more
Listen, sweet Dove, unto my song,
And spread thy golden wings in me;
Hatching my tender heart so long,
Till it get wing, and flie away with Thee.
