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Proverbs like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary
of the intuitions.
Proverbs like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary
of the intuitions.
An ill labourer quarrells with his tooles.
An ill labourer quarrells with his tooles.
He has hay upon his horn. [He is a mischievous person.]
He has hay upon his horn. [He is a mischievous person.]
He that hath lands hath quarrells.
He that hath lands hath quarrells.
Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the
unfortunate.
Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the
unfortunate.
Poverty needs much, avarice everything.
Poverty needs much, avarice everything.
The sun sets without thy assistance.
The sun sets without thy assistance.
O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
Pull downe your hatt on the winds side.
Pull downe your hatt on the winds side.
