Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
One foot in the grave.
One foot in the grave.
No friend's a friend till [he shall] prove a friend.
No friend's a friend till [he shall] prove a friend.
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die read more
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die well; and can that man that does so
Need lamentation for him?
Then, everlasting Love, restrain thy will;
'Tis god-like to have power, but not to kill.
Then, everlasting Love, restrain thy will;
'Tis god-like to have power, but not to kill.
What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.
What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.
