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I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.
I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some read more
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some dang'rous taint they bear;
So roses grow on thorns, and honey wears a sting.
To the counsell of fooles a woodden bell.
To the counsell of fooles a woodden bell.
Pedigree and ancestry and what we ourselves have not achieved, I
scarcely recognize as our own.
Pedigree and ancestry and what we ourselves have not achieved, I
scarcely recognize as our own.
The tempest threatens before it comes; houses creak before they
fall.
The tempest threatens before it comes; houses creak before they
fall.
Great strokes make not sweete musick.
Great strokes make not sweete musick.
Learned or unlearned we all must be scribbling.
Learned or unlearned we all must be scribbling.
The goate must browse where she is tyed.
The goate must browse where she is tyed.
