Better suffer ill, then doe ill. [Better suffer ill, than do ill.]
GEORGE HERBERTSundays observe; think when the bells do chime, ‘T is angels’ music.
More George Herbert Quotes
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He that trusts much Obliges much, says the Spaniard.
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Gossips are frogs, they drinke and talke.
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Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame, when once it is within thee.
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True beauty dwells on high: ours is a flame But borrowed thence to light us thither. Beauty and beauteous words should go together.
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The eye will have his part.
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He that goeth farre hath many encounters.
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To have money is a feare, not to have it a griefe.
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Of all smells, bread; of all tastes, salt.
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He that staies does the businesse.
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A Caske and an ill custome must be broken.
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He that will be surety, shall pay.
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You cannot make a wind-mill goe with a paire of bellowes.
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In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.
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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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A dead Bee maketh no Hony.
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Slander is a shipwrack by a dry Tempest.
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The worst speak something good; if all want sense, God takes a text, and preacheth patience.
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To take the nuts from the fire with the dogges foot. [To take the nuts from the fire with the dog’s foot.]
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Giving is dead, restoring very sicke.
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To gaine teacheth how to spend. [To gain teacheth how to spend.]
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Love makes all hard hearts gentle.
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An upbraided morsell never choaked any.
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The life of man is a winter way.
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I envy no man’s nightingale or spring; Nor let them punish me with loss of rhyme, Who plainly say, My God, My King.
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All that shakes falles not.
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Only a sweet and virtuous soul, like seasoned timber, never gives.
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