Maxioms by Guillaume De Salluste Du Bartas
Apoplexic, and Lethargie,
As forlorn hope, assault the enemy.
Apoplexic, and Lethargie,
As forlorn hope, assault the enemy.
Squinting upon the lustre
Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre;
And, snuffing with a read more
Squinting upon the lustre
Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre;
And, snuffing with a wrythed nose the Amber,
The Musk and Civet that perfum'd the chamber.
Flesh of thy flesh, nor yet bone of thy bone.
Flesh of thy flesh, nor yet bone of thy bone.
As leopard feels at home with leopard.
As leopard feels at home with leopard.
Made no more bones.
Made no more bones.
