Dally not with mony or women. [Dally not with money or women.]
GEORGE HERBERTA lean compromise is better than a fat lawsuit.
More George Herbert Quotes
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A discontented man knowes not where to sit easie.
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Many, affecting wit beyond their power, Have got to be a dear fool for an hour.
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Prettiness dies first.
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The eye will have his part.
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A penny spar’d is twice got.
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If folly were griefe every house would weepe. [If folly were grief, every house would weep.]
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Hee that wipes the childs nose, kisseth the mothers cheeke.
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There is no jollitie but hath a smack of folly. [There is no jollity but hath a smack of folly.]
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Only a sweet and virtuous soul, like seasoned timber, never gives.
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Who praiseth Saint Peter, doth not blame Saint Paul.
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When a Lackey comes to hells doore, the devills locke the gates.
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He that hath but one eye, must bee afraid to lose it. [He that hath but one eye must be afraid to lose it.]
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Helpe thy selfe, and God will helpe thee.
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Hee that hath right, feares; he that hath wrong, hopes.
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We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.
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It’s no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
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The way is an ill neighbour.
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Estate in two parishes is bread in two wallets.
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The Italians are wise before the deede, the Germanes in the deede, the French after the deede. [The Italians are wise before the deed, the Germens in the deed, the French after the deed.]
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By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself: see what thy soul doth wear.
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He that trusts in a lie, shall perish in truth.
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Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame, when once it is within thee.
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In good yeares corne is hay, in ill yeares straw is corne.
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Shall I, to please another wine-sprung minde, Lose all mine own? God hath giv’n me a measure Short of His can and body; must I find A pain in that, wherein he finds a pleasure?
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Who shuts his hand has lost his gold, Who opens it hath it twice told.
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Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.
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