But man, proud man,
Drest in a little brief authority,--
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
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But man, proud man,
Drest in a little brief authority,--
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As make the angels weep.

There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

A lie that is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.

A lie that is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.

He who speaks ill of an absent friend, or fails to take his part
if attacked by another, that read more

He who speaks ill of an absent friend, or fails to take his part
if attacked by another, that man is a scoundrel.

A pittifull mother makes a scald head.

A pittifull mother makes a scald head.

Better a bare foote then none.
[Better a barefoot than none.]

Better a bare foote then none.
[Better a barefoot than none.]

Hundreds of men were turned into beasts,
Like the guests at Circe's horrible feasts,
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Hundreds of men were turned into beasts,
Like the guests at Circe's horrible feasts,
By the magic of ale and cider.

Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.

Whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.

Little does the sick man consult his own interests, who makes his
physician his heir.

Little does the sick man consult his own interests, who makes his
physician his heir.