Maxioms by Philip Massinger
As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
Can bring read more
As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
Can bring more to the making up of a man,
Than can be hoped from thee; thou art his creature;
And did he not, each morning, new create thee,
Thou'dst stink and be forgotten.
Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers
Of such as do offend, make less the sin.
Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers
Of such as do offend, make less the sin.
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.
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.
