Maxioms by John Lyly (lylie Or Lyllie)
You are in some brown study.
You are in some brown study.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
The foule Toade hath a faire stone in his head.
The foule Toade hath a faire stone in his head.
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.
The greater the kindred is, the lesse the kindnesse must bee.
The greater the kindred is, the lesse the kindnesse must bee.
