Maxioms by John Lyly (lylie Or Lyllie)
A new broome sweepeth cleane.
A new broome sweepeth cleane.
What bird so sings, yet does so wail?
O, 'tis the ravish'd nightingale--
Jug, jug, jug, jug--tereu, read more
What bird so sings, yet does so wail?
O, 'tis the ravish'd nightingale--
Jug, jug, jug, jug--tereu, she cries,
And still her woes at midnight rise.
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be
looking.
Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be
looking.
None but the lark so shrill and clear;
Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings,
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None but the lark so shrill and clear;
Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings,
The morn not waking till she sings.