Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

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!--

But is there nothing else,
That we may do but only walk? Methinks
Brothers and sisters lawfully read more

But is there nothing else,
That we may do but only walk? Methinks
Brothers and sisters lawfully may kiss.

Beggars must be no choosers.

Beggars must be no choosers.

'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.

'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.

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.