The Rich knowes not who is his friend. [The rich knows not who is his friend.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
I know the ways of Pleasure, the sweet strains, The lullings and the relishes of it. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
The dark grave, which knows all secrets, can alone reclaim the fatal doubt once cast on a woman's name. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Without favour none will know you, and with it you will not know your selfe. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome. [In the world, who knows not to swim goes to… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Give me simplicity, that I may live, So live and like, that I may know Thy ways, Know them and practise them:… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Money, thou bane of bliss, and source of woe, Whence cam'st thou, that thou art so fresh and fine? I know thy… — 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