Maxioms by John Heywood
A hard beginning maketh a good ending.
A hard beginning maketh a good ending.
I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A hair of the dog that bit us last night.
I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A hair of the dog that bit us last night.
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Many hands make light work.
Many hands make light work.
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?
