Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
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Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

The corne hides it self in the snow, as an old man in furrs.

The corne hides it self in the snow, as an old man in furrs.

War with vices, but peace with individuals.

War with vices, but peace with individuals.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

The bit that one eates, no friend makes.

The bit that one eates, no friend makes.

The brave or the fortunate can afford to laugh at envy.

The brave or the fortunate can afford to laugh at envy.

A fair day in winter is the mother of a storme.

A fair day in winter is the mother of a storme.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]

Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]