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My heart hath one poor string to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered,
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My heart hath one poor string to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered,
And then all this thou seest is but a clod
And module of confounded royalty.
No day is wholly unproductive of good.
No day is wholly unproductive of good.
It adds to the glory both of soule and body.
It adds to the glory both of soule and body.
The tree that growes slowly, keepes it selfe for another.
The tree that growes slowly, keepes it selfe for another.
When the Foxe preacheth, beware geese.
When the Foxe preacheth, beware geese.
He like a rock in the sea unshaken stands his ground.
He like a rock in the sea unshaken stands his ground.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
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.
