He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
GEORGE HERBERTA poore beauty finds more lovers then husbands.
More George Herbert Quotes
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When a Lackey comes to hells doore, the devills locke the gates.
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He puls with a long rope, that waits for anothers death.
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Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.
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The cow knows not what her tail is worth till she has lost it.
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He that will be surety, shall pay.
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Dally not with mony or women. [Dally not with money or women.]
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Conversation makes one what he is.
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The wife is the key of the house.
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Of a pigs taile you can never make a good shaft. [Of a pig’s tail you can never make a good shaft.]
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They that are booted are not alwaies ready.
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Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.
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None knows the weight of another’s burden.
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Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle. [Reason lies between the spur and the bridle.]
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In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome. [In the world, who knows not to swim goes to the bottom.]
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The tongue is not steele, yet it cuts. [The tongue is not steel yet it cuts.]
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The first service a child doth his father is to make him foolish.
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God heales, and the Physitian hath the thankes.
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When you enter into a house, leave the anger ever at the doore.
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Who shuts his hand has lost his gold, Who opens it hath it twice told.
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Sum up at night what thou hast done by day.
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It is better to have wings then hornes.
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I was taken by a morsell, saies the fish. [I was taken by a morsel, says the fish.]
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He that goeth farre hath many encounters.
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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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Where there is peace, God is.
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Who eates the Kings Goose uoydes the feathers an hundred years after. [Who eats the king’s goose voids the feathers a hundred years after.]
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