Maxioms by George Herbert
Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.
Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.
He that is angry at a feast is rude.
He that is angry at a feast is rude.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.
He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.
He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman,
seldome end well.
[A morning sun and read more
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman,
seldome end well.
[A morning sun and a wine-bred child and a Latin-bred woman
seldom end well.]
