Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
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Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks;
Arm it in rags, a pygmy's straw does pierce it.

What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.

What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.

Zealous in the commencement, careless in the end.

Zealous in the commencement, careless in the end.

Come, we burn daylight, ho!
Nay, that's not so.
I mean, sir, in delay
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Come, we burn daylight, ho!
Nay, that's not so.
I mean, sir, in delay
We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.

Paines to get, care to keep, feare to lose.

Paines to get, care to keep, feare to lose.

The jackdaw, stript of her stolen colours, provokes our laughter.

The jackdaw, stript of her stolen colours, provokes our laughter.

He that knowes nothing, doubts nothing.

He that knowes nothing, doubts nothing.

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit
drieth the bones.

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit
drieth the bones.

Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
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Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She hates the smell of roses!