147 ordspråk av George Herbert
George Herbert
Only a sweet and virtuous soul, / Like seasoned timber, never gives; / But though the whole world turn to coal, / Then chiefly lives.
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Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives
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Prayer should be the key of the day and the lock of the night.
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Punishment is lame, but it comes
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Read as you taste fruit or savor wine, or enjoy friendship, love or life.
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Religion stands on tiptoe in our land, Ready to pass to the American strand
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Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.
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Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.
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Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.
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Sometimes the best gain is to lose
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Speak not of my debts unless you mean to pay them
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Spend not on hopes.
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Storms make oaks take deeper root
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Storms make the oak grow deeper roots.
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Sundays observe; think when the bells do chime, 'T is angels' music
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