Here is a fine field for talent.

Here is a fine field for talent.

Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.

Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled read more

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

Give assistance, and receive thanks lighter than a feather:
injure a man, and his wrath will be like lead.

Give assistance, and receive thanks lighter than a feather:
injure a man, and his wrath will be like lead.

As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle--and is not a
buff jerkin in a most read more

As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle--and is not a
buff jerkin in a most sweet robe of durance?

I hate ingratitude more in man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice.

I hate ingratitude more in man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice.

Two other tender drops, which ready stood,
Each in their crystal sluice.

Two other tender drops, which ready stood,
Each in their crystal sluice.

Who gives to all, denies all.

Who gives to all, denies all.

Hee is not free that drawes his chaine.

Hee is not free that drawes his chaine.