Maxioms by George Herbert
Good is the mora that makes all sure.
Good is the mora that makes all sure.
Whether shall the Oxe goe, where he shall not labour?
Whether shall the Oxe goe, where he shall not labour?
Empty Chambers make foolish maides.
Empty Chambers make foolish maides.
All our pompe the earth covers.
All our pompe the earth covers.
He that plaies his mony ought not to value it.
He that plaies his mony ought not to value it.
