The sonne full and tattered, the daughter empty and fine.

The sonne full and tattered, the daughter empty and fine.

Praise day at night, and life at the end.

Praise day at night, and life at the end.

Let Apella the Jew credit it, if he will.

Let Apella the Jew credit it, if he will.

Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.

Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.

'Tis strange, but true: for truth is always strange;
Stranger than fiction.

'Tis strange, but true: for truth is always strange;
Stranger than fiction.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every read more

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

The higher the Ape goes, the more he shewes his taile.

The higher the Ape goes, the more he shewes his taile.

I'll have a fling.

I'll have a fling.

Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.

Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.