George Herbert ( 10 of 1168 )
Silke doth quench the fire in the Kitchin.
Silke doth quench the fire in the Kitchin.
Of a little thing a little displeaseth.
Of a little thing a little displeaseth.
Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.
Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.
He that serves well needes not ask his wages.
He that serves well needes not ask his wages.
A flatterers throat is an open Sepulcher.
A flatterers throat is an open Sepulcher.
The House shewes the owner.
The House shewes the owner.
The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.
The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.
Of faire things, the Autumne is faire.
Of faire things, the Autumne is faire.
No profit to honour, no honour to Religion.
No profit to honour, no honour to Religion.
Hee that looseth his due, gets not thankes.
Hee that looseth his due, gets not thankes.
