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All soils are not fertile.
All soils are not fertile.
The vulgar follow Fortune's glances.
The vulgar follow Fortune's glances.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time
to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a
time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time
to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to
cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a
time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of
peace.
He that takes not up a pin, slights his wife.
He that takes not up a pin, slights his wife.
The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
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The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
Though Fate said, a hero should perish ill light;
So up rose bright Phoebus, and down fell the knight.
Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner.
Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner.
What will their masters not accomplish when low fellows are so
presumptuous?
What will their masters not accomplish when low fellows are so
presumptuous?
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little
mouse.
The mountains are in labour, the birth will be an absurd little
mouse.
Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.
Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.
