Ben Jonson

Nay, if he take you in hand, sir, with an argument,
He'll bray you in a mortar.

Nay, if he take you in hand, sir, with an argument,
He'll bray you in a mortar.

A woman is most merciless when shame goads on her hate.

A woman is most merciless when shame goads on her hate.

The voice so sweet, the words so fair,
As some soft chime had stroked the air;
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The voice so sweet, the words so fair,
As some soft chime had stroked the air;
And though the sound had parted thence,
Still left an echo in the sense.

So wise, so grave, of so perplex'd a tongue,
And loud withal, that would not wag, not scarce
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So wise, so grave, of so perplex'd a tongue,
And loud withal, that would not wag, not scarce
Lie still without a fee.

But I do hate him as I hate the devil.

But I do hate him as I hate the devil.