If thou do ill, the joy fades, not the pains.
More quotes by George Herbert
A verse may finde him,who a sermon flies
And turns delight into a sacrifice.
The worst speak something good; if all want sense,
God takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence.
Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking
Sometimes a friend, sometimes the engineer.
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