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He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
At night, to his own sharp fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
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At night, to his own sharp fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.
An injury may prove a blessing.
An injury may prove a blessing.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
As Love and I late harbour'd in one inn,
With proverbs thus each other entertain;
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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.
No man is a hero to his valet.
[Fr., Il n'y a pas de grand homme pour son valet-de-chambre.]
No man is a hero to his valet.
[Fr., Il n'y a pas de grand homme pour son valet-de-chambre.]
The judge is condemned when the guilty is acquitted.
[Lat., Judex damnatur cum nocens absolvitur.]
The judge is condemned when the guilty is acquitted.
[Lat., Judex damnatur cum nocens absolvitur.]
There is no such thing as perfect happiness.
There is no such thing as perfect happiness.
