Lechery, lechery! Still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion. A burning devil take them!
Let come what will, I mean to bear it out, And either live with glorious victorie, Or die with fame renown'd for chivalrie: He is not worthy of the honey-comb, That shuns the hives because the bees have stings
Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.
Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch Against whose charms faith melteth in blood.
Let every man be master of his time Till seven at night.
Let him look to his bond.
Let it serve for table-talk.
Let me be cruel, not unnatural; I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.
Let me be recorded by the righteous gods, I am as poor as you.
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
This website focuses on proverbs in the Swedish, Danish and Norwegian languages, and some parts including the links below have not been translated to English. They are mainly FAQs, various information and webpages for improving the collection.
This website focuses on proverbs in the Swedish, Danish and Norwegian languages, and some parts including the links below have not been translated to English. They are mainly FAQs, various information and webpages for improving the collection.