George Herbert (1593 – 1633)
English poet and orator.
Love your neighbor, yet pull not downe your hedge.
Love and a cough cannot be hid.
Fine words dresse ill deedes.
It (my book) is a picture of the many spiritual conflicts that have passed between God and my soul, before I could subject mine to the will of Jesus, my Master, in whose service I have now found perfect freedom. (Maycock, A L, Nicholas Ferrar of Little Gidding. SPCK, London, 1938).
No sooner is a temple built to God, but the Devil builds a chapel hard by.
He that is not handsome at twenty, nor strong at thirty, nor rich at forty, nor wise at fifty, will never bee handsome, strong, rich, or wise.
He will burne his house to warme his hands.
A little wind kindles, much puts out the fire.
A man's discontent is his worst evill.
Little wealth, little care.
Whose house is of glasse must not throw stones at another.
[ An idle youth, a needy age.]
God's mill grinds slow but sure.
Weigh justly and sell dearely.
Give not S. Peter so much, to leave Saint Paul nothing.
Be calm in arguing: for fierceness makes
Error a fault, and truth discourtesy.
Sundays observe; think when the bells do chime,
'T is angels' music.
The buyer needes a hundred eyes, the seller not one.
Goe not for every griefe to the physitian, nor for every quarrell to the lawyer, nor for every thirst to the pot.
Hee that lookes not before finds himself behind.