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Sweet discourse makes short daies and nights.
Sweet discourse makes short daies and nights.
Patience is the remedy for every misfortune.
Patience is the remedy for every misfortune.
He that hath no good trade, it is to his losse.
He that hath no good trade, it is to his losse.
And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.
And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.
Brabling Curres never want torne eares.
Brabling Curres never want torne eares.
Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win,
By fearing to read more
Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win,
By fearing to attempt.
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen,
Let him not know it, and he's not robb'd at read more
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen,
Let him not know it, and he's not robb'd at all.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
