Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under
Fortune's false lottery, desperately run
To death, for dread of death; read more
Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under
Fortune's false lottery, desperately run
To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout,
That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out.
Let's meet and either do or die.
Let's meet and either do or die.
'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.
It shew'd discretion, the best part of valor.
It shew'd discretion, the best part of valor.
