Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's read more

Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's reply,
From every eye,
Is, "Live we while we may."

Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.

Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.

Is the sun dimmed, that gnats do fly in it?

Is the sun dimmed, that gnats do fly in it?

A friend in need is a friend indeed.

A friend in need is a friend indeed.

That is not good language which all understand not.

That is not good language which all understand not.

Sweet is revenge--especially to women.

Sweet is revenge--especially to women.

Not treasured wealth, nor the consul's lictor, can dispel the
mind's bitter conflicts and the cares that flit, like read more

Not treasured wealth, nor the consul's lictor, can dispel the
mind's bitter conflicts and the cares that flit, like bats, about
your fretted roofs.

Ridicule often cuts the knot, where severity fails.

Ridicule often cuts the knot, where severity fails.

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.