You shall never want rope enough.

You shall never want rope enough.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

This formal fool, your man, speaks naught but proverbs,
And speak men what they can to him he'll answer
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This formal fool, your man, speaks naught but proverbs,
And speak men what they can to him he'll answer
With some rhyme, rotten sentence, or old saying,
Such spokes as ye ancient of ye parish use.

For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.

For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.

'Twixt hope and fear, anxiety and anger.

'Twixt hope and fear, anxiety and anger.

O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
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O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is bestial.

A garden must be lookt unto and drest as the body.

A garden must be lookt unto and drest as the body.

God sends cold according to Cloathes.
[God sends cold according to clothes.]

God sends cold according to Cloathes.
[God sends cold according to clothes.]

Whom drink made wits, though nature made them fools.

Whom drink made wits, though nature made them fools.