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To pluck the vicious quitch
Of blood and custom wholly out of him,
And make all clean read more
To pluck the vicious quitch
Of blood and custom wholly out of him,
And make all clean and plant himself afresh.
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the
turne.
Neither praise nor dispraise thy selfe, thy actins serve the
turne.
Walls have tongues, and hedges ears.
Walls have tongues, and hedges ears.
Faire language grates not the tongue.
Faire language grates not the tongue.
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age
will bring its wrinkles to read more
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age
will bring its wrinkles to the brow.
They dance, they revel, and they sing,
Till the rude turrets shake and ring.
They dance, they revel, and they sing,
Till the rude turrets shake and ring.
As Love and I late harbour'd in one inn,
With proverbs thus each other entertain;
"In love read more
As Love and I late harbour'd in one inn,
With proverbs thus each other entertain;
"In love there is no lack," thus I begin;
"Fair words make fools," replieth he again;
"Who spares to speak doth spare to speed," quoth I;
"As well," saith he, "too forward as too slow";
"Fortune assists the boldest," I reply;
"A hasty man," quote he, "ne'er wanted woe";
"Labour is light where love," quote I, "doth pay";
"Light burden's heavy, if far borne";
Quoth I, "The main lost, cast the by away";
"Y'have spun a fair thread," he replies in scorn.
And having thus awhile each other thwarted
Fools as we met, so fools again we parted.
Every man can master a grief but he that has it.
Every man can master a grief but he that has it.
