Marry your sonne when you will; your daughter when you can. [Marry your son when you will, your daughter when you can.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
If the mother had not beene in the oven, shee had never sought her daughter there. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle. [In the house of the fiddler all fiddle.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
By all means use some time to be alone, salute thyself, see what thy soul doth wear. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Every one is weary, the poore in seeking, the rich in keeping, the good in learning. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
He is a great Necromancer, for he asks counsel counsell of the Dead (i.e. books). — George Herbert Copy Share Image
