Hee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring.
GEORGE HERBERTHee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring.
GEORGE HERBERTHe is a foole that makes a wedge of his fist.
GEORGE HERBERTThe Law is not the same at morning and at night.
GEORGE HERBERTHe that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.
GEORGE HERBERTWhere there is peace, God is.
GEORGE HERBERTGod heales, and the Physitian hath the thankes.
GEORGE HERBERTCall me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.
GEORGE HERBERTConversation makes one what he is.
GEORGE HERBERTMan is one world, and hath / Another to attend him.
GEORGE HERBERTA penny spar’d is twice got.
GEORGE HERBERTTrust not one night’s ice.
GEORGE HERBERTA discontented man knowes not where to sit easie.
GEORGE HERBERTThe scalded head feares cold water.
GEORGE HERBERTThe honey is sweet, but the Bee stings.
GEORGE HERBERTThe devil divides the world between atheism and superstition.
GEORGE HERBERTBeing on sea saile, being on land settle. [Being on sea, sail; being on land, settle.]
GEORGE HERBERT