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What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.
What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.
Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.
Frenzy, Heresie, and Jealovsie, seldome cured.
When war begins, then hell openeth.
When war begins, then hell openeth.
That, which has not its alternation of rest, will not last long.
That, which has not its alternation of rest, will not last long.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
He who will not grant a favour has no right to ask one.
He who will not grant a favour has no right to ask one.
Craft against vice I must apply.
Craft against vice I must apply.
