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Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a read more
Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a man,
Every minute one is born.
One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor;
And so in read more
One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor;
And so in ours, some neighboring nation,
Taking advantage of our misery,
Hath stuffed the hollow vessels with their power,
To beat us down, the which are down already;
And make a conquest of unhappy,
Whereas no glory 's got to overcome.
The less of this cold world the more of heaven.
The less of this cold world the more of heaven.
A stone in a well is not lost.
A stone in a well is not lost.
He rejoices to have made his way by ruin of others.
[Lat., Gaudensque viam fecisse ruina.]
He rejoices to have made his way by ruin of others.
[Lat., Gaudensque viam fecisse ruina.]
Ourselves are to ourselves the cause of ill.
Ourselves are to ourselves the cause of ill.
Goe not for every griefe to the Phtsitian, nor for every quarrell
to the Lawyer, nor for every thirst read more
Goe not for every griefe to the Phtsitian, nor for every quarrell
to the Lawyer, nor for every thirst to the pot.
