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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?

George Herbert

Good workemen are seldome rich.
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Good Rich Work
Brabling Curres never want torne eares.
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Brabling Need
Trust not one night’s ice.
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Ice Night Trust
He that goeth farre hath many encounters.
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Encounter Goeth Hath
The dog gnawes the bone because he cannot swallow it.
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Bone Dog Swallow
Prettiness dies first.
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Die First Prettiness
He that gains well and spends well needs no count book.
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Book Gains Need
A child correct behind and not before.
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Behind Children Correct
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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Bees Eye Lose
We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.
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Enough Soon Wells
True beauty lives on high. Ours is but a flame borrowed thence.
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Beauty Borrowed Flame
God is at the end, when we thinke he is furthest off it.
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End Furthest Thinke
Hee lookes not well to himselfe that lookes not ever.
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Ever Himself Look Well
Summe up at night what thou hast done by day; And in the morning what thou hast to do. Dresse and undresse thy soul; mark the decay And growth of it; if, with thy watch, that too Be down then winde up both; since we shall be Most surely judg’d, make thy accounts agree.
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Morning Night Soul
No Alchymy to saving.
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Alchymy People Save
Envy not greatness: for thou mak’st thereby Thyself the worse, and so the distance greater.
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Distance Envy Greatness

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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