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To a fair day open the window, but make you ready as to a foule.
To a fair day open the window, but make you ready as to a foule.
The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
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The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
Though Fate said, a hero should perish ill light;
So up rose bright Phoebus, and down fell the knight.
'Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.
'Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.
Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.
Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.
Great strokes make not sweete musick.
Great strokes make not sweete musick.
If the braine sowes not corne, it plants thistles.
If the braine sowes not corne, it plants thistles.
If God lived on earth, people would break his windows.
If God lived on earth, people would break his windows.
Little does the sick man consult his own interests, who makes his
physician his heir.
Little does the sick man consult his own interests, who makes his
physician his heir.
And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
