Great strokes make not sweete musick.

Great strokes make not sweete musick.

A snow yeare, a rich yeare.

A snow yeare, a rich yeare.

Let but the hours of idleness cease, and the bow of Cupid will
become broken and his torch extinguished.

Let but the hours of idleness cease, and the bow of Cupid will
become broken and his torch extinguished.

At Length the Fox turnes Monk.

At Length the Fox turnes Monk.

There is no jollitie but hath a smack of folly.
[There is no jollity but hath a smack of read more

There is no jollitie but hath a smack of folly.
[There is no jollity but hath a smack of folly.]

The eye and Religion can beare no jesting.

The eye and Religion can beare no jesting.

In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?

In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.

A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast.
[A cheerful look makes a dish a feast.]

A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast.
[A cheerful look makes a dish a feast.]