To fine folkes a little ill finely wrapt.
GEORGE HERBERTSink not in spirit; who aimeth at the sky Shoots higher much than he that means a tree.
More George Herbert Quotes
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Little pitchers have wide eares. [Little pitchers have wide ears.]
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The life of man is a winter way.
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Love makes all hard hearts gentle.
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It’s a dangerous fire begins in the bed-straw.
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Of all smells, bread; of all tastes, salt.
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Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.
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He that will be surety, shall pay.
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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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Being on sea saile, being on land settle. [Being on sea, sail; being on land, settle.]
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A feather in hand is better then a bird in the ayre.
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He that trusts much Obliges much, says the Spaniard.
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Where you thinke there is bacon, there is no Chimney.
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He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
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He that is angry at a feast is rude.
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No profit to honour, no honour to Religion.
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He that hath children, all his morsels are not his owne.
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Hee that should have what hee hath not, should doe what he doth not.
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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?
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The reasons of the poore weigh not. [The reasons of the poor weigh not.]
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Hee that wipes the childs nose, kisseth the mothers cheeke.
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When war begins, then hell openeth.
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He that trusts in a lie, shall perish in truth.
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Every one is witty for his owne purpose.
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The eye will have his part.
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The devil divides the world between atheism and superstition.
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It’s no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.
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