Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme
valleys.

Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme
valleys.

The sense of death is most in apprehension.

The sense of death is most in apprehension.

Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their bud.

Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their bud.

The guilty are alarmed and turn pale at the slightest thunder.

The guilty are alarmed and turn pale at the slightest thunder.

For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her
mouth is smoother than oil:
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For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her
mouth is smoother than oil:
But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword.
Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell.

While gripinge grefes ye hart would wounde,
And dolefulle domps ye mynde oppresse,
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While gripinge grefes ye hart would wounde,
And dolefulle domps ye mynde oppresse,
There musicke with her silver sound,
Is wont with spede to send redresse.

You betray your own failing if you cannot bear with the fault of
a friend.

You betray your own failing if you cannot bear with the fault of
a friend.

Were there no hearers, there would be no backbiters.

Were there no hearers, there would be no backbiters.

You must endure, and not cry out against that which cannot be
avoided.

You must endure, and not cry out against that which cannot be
avoided.