Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise Without delays, Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise With Him… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the turne. [Neither praise nor dispraise thyself; thy actions serve the turn.] — 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
Thou that hast given so much to me give me one thing more, a grateful heart: not thankful when it pleaseth me,… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Old praise dies, unlesse you feede it. [Old praise dies unless you feed it.] — 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
