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It's an ill councell that hath no escape.
It's an ill councell that hath no escape.
All is grist that comes to the mill.
All is grist that comes to the mill.
Custom is second nature.
[Lat., Consuetudo est secunda natura.]
Custom is second nature.
[Lat., Consuetudo est secunda natura.]
This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.
This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.
A woman the leader of the enterprise.
A woman the leader of the enterprise.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
It will never come out of the flesh that's bred in the bone.
It will never come out of the flesh that's bred in the bone.
Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with
increased violence.
Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with
increased violence.
