Maxioms by John Heywood
God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat.
God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat.
I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.
I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.
What heart can think, or tongue express,
The harm that groweth of idleness?
What heart can think, or tongue express,
The harm that groweth of idleness?
