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Who that has reason, and his smell,
Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
Who that has reason, and his smell,
Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
Better be a foole then a knave.
Better be a foole then a knave.
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.
The child is father of the man.
The child is father of the man.
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the
turne.
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the
turne.
I am undone! I have smashed the waggon. [I have ruined all.]
I am undone! I have smashed the waggon. [I have ruined all.]
It is success that colours all in life,
Success makes fools admir'd, makes villains honest.
It is success that colours all in life,
Success makes fools admir'd, makes villains honest.
Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants.
Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants.
