George Herbert ( 10 of 1168 )
Honour and profit lie not in one sacke.
Honour and profit lie not in one sacke.
Assaile who will, the valiant attends.
Assaile who will, the valiant attends.
All are presumed good, till they are found in a fault.
All are presumed good, till they are found in a fault.
A little lett lets an ill workeman.
A little lett lets an ill workeman.
To a child all weather is cold.
To a child all weather is cold.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.
The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.
The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.
It's no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
It's no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle.
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle.
Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.
Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.
