Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe.
Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe.
A civil habit
Oft covers a good man.
A civil habit
Oft covers a good man.
An injury graves itself in metal, but a benefit writes itself in
water.
[Fr., L'injure se grave en read more
An injury graves itself in metal, but a benefit writes itself in
water.
[Fr., L'injure se grave en metal; et le bienfait s'escrit en
l'onde.]
Fortune, now see, now proudly
Pluck off thy veil, and view thy triumph; look,
Look what thou read more
Fortune, now see, now proudly
Pluck off thy veil, and view thy triumph; look,
Look what thou hast brought this land to!--
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
