'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather.

'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather.

At night, to his own sharp fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
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At night, to his own sharp fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.

Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.

Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.

Neither eyes on letters, nor hands in coffers.

Neither eyes on letters, nor hands in coffers.

Much money makes a Countrey poor, for it sets a dearer price on
every thing.

Much money makes a Countrey poor, for it sets a dearer price on
every thing.

The grief of an heir is only masked laughter.

The grief of an heir is only masked laughter.

'Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.

'Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.

This is the reward of my folly.

This is the reward of my folly.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
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My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.