Maxioms by Thomas Middleton
Anything for a quiet life.
Anything for a quiet life.
There's no hate lost between us.
There's no hate lost between us.
My nearest
And dearest enemy.
My nearest
And dearest enemy.
For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more
For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.
All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The read more
All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason.
