Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.

Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.

Take heed of credit decaid, and people that have nothing.

Take heed of credit decaid, and people that have nothing.

Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.

Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.

It is easy to be wise after the event.

It is easy to be wise after the event.

When shall we find his equal?

When shall we find his equal?

The War is not don so long as my Enemy lives.

The War is not don so long as my Enemy lives.

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

He is a fool who thinks by force or skill,
To turn the current of a woman's will.

He is a fool who thinks by force or skill,
To turn the current of a woman's will.

A pittifull looke askes enough.

A pittifull looke askes enough.