Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.

And there stalks Discord delighted with her torn mantle.

And there stalks Discord delighted with her torn mantle.

Souldiers in peace are like chimneys in summer.

Souldiers in peace are like chimneys in summer.

Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.

Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.

A little lett lets an ill workeman.

A little lett lets an ill workeman.

Trust not him that hath once broken faith.

Trust not him that hath once broken faith.

Faith will move mountains.

Faith will move mountains.

Turn about is fair play.

Turn about is fair play.

Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?

Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?