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At Length the Fox turnes Monk.
At Length the Fox turnes Monk.
But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? read more
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.
Immodest words admit of no defence;
For want of decency is want of sense.
Immodest words admit of no defence;
For want of decency is want of sense.
The itch of disputing is the scab of the Church.
The itch of disputing is the scab of the Church.
Poore and liberall, rich and coveteous.
Poore and liberall, rich and coveteous.
He who boasts of his pedigree praises that which does not belong
to him.
He who boasts of his pedigree praises that which does not belong
to him.
We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.
We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.
How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
God made the country, and man made the town.
God made the country, and man made the town.
