Maxioms by George Herbert
A Marchant that gaines not, looseth.
A Marchant that gaines not, looseth.
All things have their place, knew wee how to place them.
All things have their place, knew wee how to place them.
Shewa good man his errour and he turnes it to a vertue, but an
ill, it doubles his fault.
Shewa good man his errour and he turnes it to a vertue, but an
ill, it doubles his fault.
Evening words are not like to morning.
Evening words are not like to morning.
A little and good fills the trencher.
A little and good fills the trencher.
