Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

Go far--too far you cannot, still the farther
The more experience finds you: And go sparing;--
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Go far--too far you cannot, still the farther
The more experience finds you: And go sparing;--
One meal a week will serve you, and one suit,
Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain,
The poorer and the baser you appear,
The more you look through still.

Whistle, and she'll come to you.

Whistle, and she'll come to you.

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.

I find the medicine worse than the malady.

I find the medicine worse than the malady.

Then, my good girls, be more than women, wise:
At least be more than I was; and be sure
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Then, my good girls, be more than women, wise:
At least be more than I was; and be sure
You credit anything the light gives life to
Before a man.