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He told me once
The saddest thing that can befall the soul,
Is when it loses faith read more
He told me once
The saddest thing that can befall the soul,
Is when it loses faith in God and woman,
For he had lost them both. Lost I those gems,
Though the world's throne stood open in my path,
I would go wandering back into my childhood,
Searching for them with tears.
Seek not to inquire what the morrow will bring with it.
Seek not to inquire what the morrow will bring with it.
Many talk of Robin Hood that never shot his bow,
And many talk of Little John that never did read more
Many talk of Robin Hood that never shot his bow,
And many talk of Little John that never did him know.
Who paies the Physitian, does the cure.
Who paies the Physitian, does the cure.
Hee that brings good newes knockes hard.
Hee that brings good newes knockes hard.
The deeper the sorrow the less tongue it hath.
The deeper the sorrow the less tongue it hath.
When it thunders, the theefe becomes honest.
When it thunders, the theefe becomes honest.
Hunger makes dinners, pastime suppers.
Hunger makes dinners, pastime suppers.
But sighs subside, and tears (even widows') shrink,
Like Arno in the summer, to a shallow.
But sighs subside, and tears (even widows') shrink,
Like Arno in the summer, to a shallow.
