'Tis said the lion will turn and flee
From a maid in the pride of her purity.

'Tis said the lion will turn and flee
From a maid in the pride of her purity.

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.

The finishing stroke of all sorrow.

He hath great neede of a foole, that plaies the foole himselfe.

He hath great neede of a foole, that plaies the foole himselfe.

Nature has placed his own happiness in each man's hands, if he
only knew how to use it.

Nature has placed his own happiness in each man's hands, if he
only knew how to use it.

A pauper traveller will sing before a beggar.

A pauper traveller will sing before a beggar.

Manie things are lost for want of asking.

Manie things are lost for want of asking.

Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle.

Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle.

All soils are not fertile.

All soils are not fertile.