O how full of briars is this working-day world.

O how full of briars is this working-day world.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
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Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
And some condemned for a fault alone.

There is a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue.

There is a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
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My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

Time hath often cured the wound which reason failed to heal.

Time hath often cured the wound which reason failed to heal.

Sit in your place and none can make you rise.

Sit in your place and none can make you rise.

Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious read more

Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

Her prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses O!

Her prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses O!