There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

You are too sarcastic.

You are too sarcastic.

The best of the sport is to doe the deede, and say nothing.

The best of the sport is to doe the deede, and say nothing.

Religion, Credit, and the Eye are not to be touched.

Religion, Credit, and the Eye are not to be touched.

We are born poets. we become orators.

We are born poets. we become orators.

Nothing stings us so bitterly as the loss of money.

Nothing stings us so bitterly as the loss of money.

So much greater is our thirst for glory than for virtue.

So much greater is our thirst for glory than for virtue.

I make a declaration every spring,
Of reformation ere the year run out,
But somehow this my read more

I make a declaration every spring,
Of reformation ere the year run out,
But somehow this my vestal vary takes wing.

Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.

Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.