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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.
Check disease in its approach.
Check disease in its approach.
Open rebuke is better than secret love.
Open rebuke is better than secret love.
Whether shall the Oxe goe, where he shall not labour?
Whether shall the Oxe goe, where he shall not labour?
We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.
We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.
Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.
Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
Man Proposeth, God disposeth.
Man Proposeth, God disposeth.
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
[Lat., Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.]
I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
[Lat., Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.]
