Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
He that's liberal
To all alike, may do a good by chance,
But never out of judgment.
He that's liberal
To all alike, may do a good by chance,
But never out of judgment.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
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.
Hit the nail on the head.
Hit the nail on the head.
To a woman, the consciousness of being will dressed gives a sense
of tranquility which religion fails to bestow.
To a woman, the consciousness of being will dressed gives a sense
of tranquility which religion fails to bestow.
