Saint Luke was a Saint and a Physitian, yet is dead.

Saint Luke was a Saint and a Physitian, yet is dead.

The reasons of the poore weigh not.

The reasons of the poore weigh not.

Daughter of Time, the hypocrite Days,
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,
And marching single in an read more

Daughter of Time, the hypocrite Days,
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,
And marching single in an endless file,
Bring diadems and fagots in their hands;
To each they offer gifts after his will,
Bread, kingdom, stars, and sky that holds them all;
I, in my pleached garden watched the pomp
Forgot my morning wishes, hastily
Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day
Turned and departed silent. I too late
Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.

See the effect of commercial intercourse.

See the effect of commercial intercourse.

He that commits a fault, thinkes every one speakes of it.

He that commits a fault, thinkes every one speakes of it.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.

The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.

Nothing moves more quickly than scandal.

Nothing moves more quickly than scandal.

Mutually giving and receiving aid,
They set each other off, like light and shade.

Mutually giving and receiving aid,
They set each other off, like light and shade.

I will be correspondent to command.

I will be correspondent to command.