There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

In all labour there is profit.

In all labour there is profit.

The grief of an heir is only masked laughter.

The grief of an heir is only masked laughter.

Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

It is sheer folly to tear the hair in grief as if sorrow could be
cured by baldness.

It is sheer folly to tear the hair in grief as if sorrow could be
cured by baldness.

Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth.

Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth.

Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every read more

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.

At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.

At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.