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I tell the tale as it was told to me.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be read more
Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be believed,
The other never read.
She stands on tiptoe to be kissed.
She stands on tiptoe to be kissed.
Ill natures, the more you aske them, the more they stick.
Ill natures, the more you aske them, the more they stick.
When children stand quiet, they have done some ill.
When children stand quiet, they have done some ill.
He that feares leaves, let him not goe into the wood.
He that feares leaves, let him not goe into the wood.
For violent fires soon burn out themselves.
For violent fires soon burn out themselves.
The big thieves hang the little ones.
The big thieves hang the little ones.
Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.
Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.