Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

Nothing is thought rare
Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know
That what was worn read more

Nothing is thought rare
Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know
That what was worn some twenty years ago
Comes into grace again.

'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being unrestrained, a heart is broken.

'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being unrestrained, a heart is broken.

After supper walk a mile.

After supper walk a mile.

Go far--too far you cannot, still the farther
The more experience finds you: And go sparing;--
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Go far--too far you cannot, still the farther
The more experience finds you: And go sparing;--
One meal a week will serve you, and one suit,
Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain,
The poorer and the baser you appear,
The more you look through still.