Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
I find the medicine worse than the malady.
I find the medicine worse than the malady.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
All your better deeds
Shall be in water writ, but this in marble.
All your better deeds
Shall be in water writ, but this in marble.
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
But they that are above
Have ends in everything.
But they that are above
Have ends in everything.