Maxioms by George Herbert
Reckon right, and February hath one and thirty daies.
Reckon right, and February hath one and thirty daies.
Many kisse the hand they wish cut off.
Many kisse the hand they wish cut off.
The sonne full and tattered, the daughter empty and fine.
The sonne full and tattered, the daughter empty and fine.
There were no ill language, if it were not ill taken.
There were no ill language, if it were not ill taken.
