Great Throughts Treasury

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George Herbert

Welsh-born English Metaphysical Poet, Orator and Anglican Priest

"God sees hearts as we see faces."

"God sends cold according to clothes."

"God provides for him that trusteth."

"God strikes not with both hands, for to the sea he made heavens, and to rivers fords."

"God strikes with his finger, and not with all his arm."

"God's breath in man returning to his birth, the soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage sounding heav'n and earth. Let all the world in ev'ry corner sing."

"God’s mill grinds slow but sure."

"God, and Parents, and our Master, can never be requited."

"God takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence."

"Good finds good."

"God's mill grinds slow but sure."

"Gold thou may’st safely touch; but if it stick unto thy hands, it woundeth to the quick."

"Good and quickly seldom meet."

"Good cheap is dear."

"Good is to be sought out, and evil attended."

"Good horses make short miles."

"Good is god, but better carries it."

"Good land, evil way."

"Good news may be told at any time, but ill in the morning."

"Good is the mora that makes all sure."

"Good service is a great enchantment."

"Good words quench more than a bucket of water."

"Good workmen are seldom rich."

"Good swimmers at length are drowned."

"Good words are worth much and cost little."

"Gossips are frogs, they drink and talk."

"Goods are theirs that enjoy them."

"Great alms-giving lessens no man’s living."

"Grain of glory mixt with humbleness cures both a fever and lethargicness."

"Great deservers grow Intolerable presumers."

"Great Fortune brings with it Great misfortune."

"Great businesses turn on a little pin."

"Great pains quickly find ease."

"Great wealth always supports the party in power, no matter how corrupt it may be. It never exerts itself for reform, for it instinctively fears change."

"Greene wood makes a hot fire."

"Great strokes make not sweet music."

"Great trees are good for nothing but shade."

"Harken to reason or she will be heard."

"Happier are the hands compast with yron, then a heart with thoughts."

"Greatness envy not; for thou mak’st thereby thyself the worse, and so the distance greater."

"Happy is he that chastens himself."

"Had you the world on your Chess-board, you could not fill all to your mind."

"Hast comes not alone."

"Have I no harvest but a thorn to let me blood, and not restore what I have lost with cordial fruit? Sure there was wine before my sighs did drie it: there was corn before my tears did drown it. Is the year only lost to me? Have I no bayes to crown it? No flowers, no garlands gay? All blasted? All wasted? Not so, my heart: but there is fruit, and thou hast hands. Recover all thy sigh-blown age on double pleasures: leave thy cold dispute of what is fit, and not. Forsake thy cage, Thy rope of sands, which pettie thoughts have made, and made to tHe good cable, to enforce and draw, and be thy law, while thou didst wink and wouldst not see."

"He a beast doth die, that hath done no good to his country."

"Having been tenant long to a rich Lord, not thriving, I resolved to be bold, and make a suit unto him, to afford a new small-rented lease, and cancell th’ old. In heaven at his manor I him sought: they told me there, that he was lately gone about some land, which he had dearly bought long since on earth, to take possession. I straight return’d, and knowing his great birth, sought him accordingly in great resorts; in cities, theatres, gardens, parks, and courts: at length I heard a ragged noise and mirth of thieves and murderers: there I him espied, who straight, Your suit is granted, said, and died."

"He begins to die, that quits his desires."

"He cannot be virtuous that is not rigorous."

"He can give little to his servant that licks his knife."

"He carries well, to whomit weighs not."