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Sweet is pleasure after pain.
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
Where lives the man that has not tried,
How mirth can into folly glide,
And folly into read more
Where lives the man that has not tried,
How mirth can into folly glide,
And folly into sin!
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
They talke of Christmas so long, that it comes.
They talke of Christmas so long, that it comes.
He that serves well needes not ask his wages.
He that serves well needes not ask his wages.
No work is of such merit as to instruct from a mere cursory
perusal.
No work is of such merit as to instruct from a mere cursory
perusal.
Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.
Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.
Those things please more, which are more expensive.
Those things please more, which are more expensive.
