George Herbert (1593 – 1633)
English poet and orator.
Chase brave employment with a naked sword
Throughout the world.
You may bring a horse to the river, but he will drinke when and what he pleaseth.
Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking
Sometimes a friend, sometimes the engineer.
The mill cannot grind with water that's past.
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.
Love your neighbor, yet pull not downe your hedge.
[ Much money makes a countrey poor, for it sets a dearer price on every thing.]
The lion is not so fierce as they paint him.
Hee that lookes not before finds himself behind.