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Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle.
Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle.
He is not poore that hath little, but he that desireth much.
He is not poore that hath little, but he that desireth much.
Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
Great men have reaching hands.
Great men have reaching hands.
One paire of eares drawes dry an hundred tongues.
One paire of eares drawes dry an hundred tongues.
The yeare doth nothing else but open and shut.
The yeare doth nothing else but open and shut.
The hard gives more then he that hath nothing.
The hard gives more then he that hath nothing.
We hold our greyhound in our hand,
Our falcon on our glove;
But where shall we find read more
We hold our greyhound in our hand,
Our falcon on our glove;
But where shall we find leash, or band,
For dame that loves to rove?
