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George Herbert Quotes - Page 19

Praise the Sea, but keepe on land.

Praise the Sea, but keepe on land.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.340

Nothing is to be presumed on, or despaired of.

George Herbert (1861). “The poetical works of George Herbert and Reginald Heber: With memoirs. Eight engravings on steel”, p.246

Praise a hill, but keepe below.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.340

Praise day at night, and life at the end.

George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.295

A Tyrant is most tyrant to himselfe.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.358

To a good spender God is the Treasurer.

George Herbert (1841). “The remains of ... George Herbert”, p.162

Better a bare foote then none.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.318

Whether shall the Oxe goe, where he shall not labour?

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.319

If the staffe be crooked, the shadow cannot be straight.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.344

The book of books, the storehouse and magazine of life and comfort, the holy Scriptures.

George Herbert, Richard Baxter, George Campbell (1845). “The Preacher and Pastor”, p.168

To buy deare is not bounty.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.322

He that lives most dies most.

George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.305

The tongue walkes where the teeth speede not.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.319

The bird loves her nest.

George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.294

Talking payes no toll.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.340

He that hath one foot in the straw, hath another in the spittle.

George Herbert, Christopher Harvey, George Gilfillan (1857). “The poetical works of George Herbert”, p.305

Souldiers in peace are like chimneys in summer.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.373

Count not fowre except you have them in a wallett.

George Herbert (1874). “The Complete Works of George Herbert: Prose”, p.362