Maxioms by Philip Massinger
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.
Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.
Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.
He
That kills himself to avoid misery, fears it,
And, at the best, shows but a bastard read more
He
That kills himself to avoid misery, fears it,
And, at the best, shows but a bastard valour.
This life's a fort committed to my trust,
Which I must not yield up, till it be forced:
Nor will I. He's not valiant that dares die,
But he that boldly bears calamity.
For evil news rides post, while good news baits.
For evil news rides post, while good news baits.
What a fine man
Hath your tailor made you!
What a fine man
Hath your tailor made you!
