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To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more
To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.
A fool's wild speech confounds the wise.
A fool's wild speech confounds the wise.
Give assistance, and receive thanks lighter than a feather:
injure a man, and his wrath will be like lead.
Give assistance, and receive thanks lighter than a feather:
injure a man, and his wrath will be like lead.
Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.
Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.
Nothing stings us so bitterly as the loss of money.
Nothing stings us so bitterly as the loss of money.
The great put the little on the hooke.
The great put the little on the hooke.
No Church-yard is so handsom, that a man would desire straight to
bee buried there.
No Church-yard is so handsom, that a man would desire straight to
bee buried there.
They condemn that which they cannot comprehend.
They condemn that which they cannot comprehend.
A little Kitchin makes a large house.
A little Kitchin makes a large house.
