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Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.
We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.
Children when they are little make parents fooles, when they are
great they make them mad.
Children when they are little make parents fooles, when they are
great they make them mad.
A Horse made, and a man to make.
A Horse made, and a man to make.
I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop read more
I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silk thread plucks it back again.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man,
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Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man,
And bitter shame hath spoiled the sweet world's taste,
That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
In every country dogges bite.
In every country dogges bite.
The bowl dispels corroding cares.
The bowl dispels corroding cares.
Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.
Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.