Maxioms by Ben Jonson
If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick.
If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick.
If he were
To be made honest by an act of parliament
I should not alter in read more
If he were
To be made honest by an act of parliament
I should not alter in my faith of him.
Her treading would not bend a blade of grass,
Or shake the downy blow-ball from his stalk!
Her treading would not bend a blade of grass,
Or shake the downy blow-ball from his stalk!
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.
