Maxioms by Ben Jonson
The burnt child dreads the fire.
The burnt child dreads the fire.
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss read more
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.
It strikes! one, two,
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch,
Thy pulse hath beat enough. read more
It strikes! one, two,
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch,
Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest;
Would thou could'st make the time to do so too;
I'll wind thee up no more.
Where it concerns himself,
Who's angry at a slander, makes it true.
Where it concerns himself,
Who's angry at a slander, makes it true.
Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
