Maxioms by John Heywood
Yee have many strings to your bowe.
Yee have many strings to your bowe.
What heart can think, or tongue express,
The harm that groweth of idleness?
What heart can think, or tongue express,
The harm that groweth of idleness?
Many hands make light work.
Many hands make light work.
If you will call your troubles experiences, and remember that every experience develops some latent force within you, you will read more
If you will call your troubles experiences, and remember that every experience develops some latent force within you, you will grow vigorous and happy, however adverse your circumstances may seem to be.
An ill wind that bloweth no man good--
The blower of which blast is she.
An ill wind that bloweth no man good--
The blower of which blast is she.
