Good words are worth much, and cost little.
GEORGE HERBERTShall 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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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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The dog gnawes the bone because he cannot swallow it.
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In a great River great fish are found, but take heede, lest you bee drowned.
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True beauty lives on high. Ours is but a flame borrowed thence.
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In thy discourse, if thou desire to please; All such is courteous, useful, new, or wittie: Usefulness comes by labour, wit byease; Courtesie grows in court; news in the citie.
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To a good spender God is the Treasurer.
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The reasons of the poore weigh not. [The reasons of the poor weigh not.]
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A fat house-keeper makes leane Executors. [A fat housekeeper makes lean executors.]
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Many, affecting wit beyond their power, Have got to be a dear fool for an hour.
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Of all smells, bread; of all tastes, salt.
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Prettiness dies first.
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The cholerick man never wants woe.
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It’s a dangerous fire begins in the bed-straw.
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He that goeth farre hath many encounters.
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Ships feare fire more then water. [Ships fear fire more than water.]
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Religion, Credit, and the Eye are not to be touched.
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Anothers bread costs deare.
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It’s no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
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He that riseth betimes hath some thing in his head.
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The life of man is a winter way.
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When it thunders, the theefe becomes honest. [When it thunders, the thief becomes honest.]
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Every one fastens where there is gaine.
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Trust not one night’s ice.
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In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone.
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Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle. [Reason lies between the spur and the bridle.]
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Brabling Curres never want torne eares.
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