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Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting read more
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
A soft answer turneth away wrath.
A soft answer turneth away wrath.
The stern delight that warriors feel
In foemen worthy of their steel.
The stern delight that warriors feel
In foemen worthy of their steel.
Wo be to him that reads but one book.
Wo be to him that reads but one book.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
He can give little to his servant, that lickes his knife.
[He can give little to his servant that read more
He can give little to his servant, that lickes his knife.
[He can give little to his servant that licks his knife.]
Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient
for me.
Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient
for me.
Who hath no head, needes no heart.
Who hath no head, needes no heart.
He quits his place well, that leaves his friend there.
He quits his place well, that leaves his friend there.
