Bidpai (Pilpay)

'Twas he that ranged the words at random flung,
Pierced the fair pearls and them together strung.

'Twas he that ranged the words at random flung,
Pierced the fair pearls and them together strung.

Of joys departed
Not to return, how painful the remembrance.

Of joys departed
Not to return, how painful the remembrance.

What is bred in the bone will never come out of the flesh.

What is bred in the bone will never come out of the flesh.

We ought to do our neighbour all the good we can. If you do
good, good will be done read more

We ought to do our neighbour all the good we can. If you do
good, good will be done to you; but if you do evil, the same will
be measured back to you again.

He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.

He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.