Maxioms by Philip Massinger
Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.
Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.
You may boldly say, you did not plough
Or trust the barren and ungrateful sands
With the read more
You may boldly say, you did not plough
Or trust the barren and ungrateful sands
With the fruitful grain of your religious counsels.
I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
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I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
Mine own could not contain.
Out, you impostors!
Quack salving, cheating mountebanks! your skill
Is to make sound men sick, and sick read more
Out, you impostors!
Quack salving, cheating mountebanks! your skill
Is to make sound men sick, and sick men kill.
