The corne hides it self in the snow, as an old man in furrs.

The corne hides it self in the snow, as an old man in furrs.

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?

Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can read more

Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can wield,
To save, subdue--at once her spear and shield.

Happy is the man to whom nature has given a sufficiency with even
a sparing hand.

Happy is the man to whom nature has given a sufficiency with even
a sparing hand.

Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.

Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.

What king so strong,
Can tie the gall up in a slanderer's tongue?

What king so strong,
Can tie the gall up in a slanderer's tongue?

One stroke fells not an oke.

One stroke fells not an oke.

What's done cannot be undone.

What's done cannot be undone.

Content is the philosopher's stone, that turns all it touches
into gold.

Content is the philosopher's stone, that turns all it touches
into gold.