All is grist that comes to the mill.

All is grist that comes to the mill.

Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves.

Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves.

Words pay no debts.

Words pay no debts.

Fly the pleasure that bites to morrow.

Fly the pleasure that bites to morrow.

Although it raine, throw not away thy watering pot.

Although it raine, throw not away thy watering pot.

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep read more

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep up Christmas merry still.

He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.

He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.

Of all smells, bread: of all tasts, salt.

Of all smells, bread: of all tasts, salt.

If half thy outward graces had been placed
About the thoughts and counsels of thy heart.

If half thy outward graces had been placed
About the thoughts and counsels of thy heart.