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There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could
he find it.
There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could
he find it.
But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
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But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? Much rather should he court the ray,
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day.
Gaming, women, and wine, while they laugh they make men pine.
Gaming, women, and wine, while they laugh they make men pine.
Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son
makes him a foole.
Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son
makes him a foole.
In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome.
In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome.
Quick beleevers neede broad shoulders.
Quick beleevers neede broad shoulders.
We must recoile a little, to the end we may leap the better.
We must recoile a little, to the end we may leap the better.
Some flowers of Eden ye yet inherit,
But the trail of the serpent is over them all.
Some flowers of Eden ye yet inherit,
But the trail of the serpent is over them all.
Give place to your superiors.
Give place to your superiors.