Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
After supper walk a mile.
After supper walk a mile.
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?
No better than you should be.
No better than you should be.
To say the truth, though I say 't that should not say 't.
To say the truth, though I say 't that should not say 't.
Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.
Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.
