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Oft he that doth abide
Is cause of his own paine,
But he that flieth in good read more

Oft he that doth abide
Is cause of his own paine,
But he that flieth in good tide
Perhaps may fight again.

Nothing is more dangerous than an idea, when a man has only one
idea.

Nothing is more dangerous than an idea, when a man has only one
idea.

Few of the university pen plaies well, they smell too much of
that writer Ovid and that writer Metamorphosis read more

Few of the university pen plaies well, they smell too much of
that writer Ovid and that writer Metamorphosis and talk too much
of Prosperpina and Jupiter. Why, here's our fellow Shakespeare
puts them all down. Aye, and Ben Jonson too. O that B.J. is a
pestilent fellow, he brought up Horace giving poets a pill, but
our fellow, Shakespeare, hath given him a purge that made him
beray his credit.

He speaketh to me the words of men. I listen to him and I repeat
to him the words read more

He speaketh to me the words of men. I listen to him and I repeat
to him the words of gods.

Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on,
and time is waxing old.
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Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on,
and time is waxing old.
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