The monarch drank that happy hour
The sweetest, noblest draught of power.

The monarch drank that happy hour
The sweetest, noblest draught of power.

Parsons are soules waggoners.

Parsons are soules waggoners.

Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud.

Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud.

There are many waies to fame.

There are many waies to fame.

A little Kitchin makes a large house.

A little Kitchin makes a large house.

Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.

Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.

How commentators each dark passage shun,
And hold their farthing candle to the sun.

How commentators each dark passage shun,
And hold their farthing candle to the sun.

Tell me, thou old man, worthy of a child's bauble.

Tell me, thou old man, worthy of a child's bauble.

They that know one another salute a farre off.

They that know one another salute a farre off.