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The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some read more
The rills of pleasure never run sincere,
(Earth has no unpolluted spring)
From the cursed soil some dang'rous taint they bear;
So roses grow on thorns, and honey wears a sting.
Old men go to Death, Death comes to Young men.
Old men go to Death, Death comes to Young men.
Hee that wipes the childs nose, kisseth the mothers cheeke.
Hee that wipes the childs nose, kisseth the mothers cheeke.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
A man perfect to the finger tips.
Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]
Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]
The escaped mouse ever feeles the taste of the bait.
The escaped mouse ever feeles the taste of the bait.
He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
Weary of all shall want some.
He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
Weary of all shall want some.
Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.
Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.
The vulgar follow Fortune's glances.
The vulgar follow Fortune's glances.
