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The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
O how full of briars is this working-day world.
O how full of briars is this working-day world.
A live dog is better than a dead lion.
A live dog is better than a dead lion.
Why, then, do you walk as if you had swallowed a ramrod?
Why, then, do you walk as if you had swallowed a ramrod?
A favour is half granted, when graciously refused.
A favour is half granted, when graciously refused.
Reckon right, and February hath one and thirty daies.
Reckon right, and February hath one and thirty daies.
Talke much and erre much, saies the Spanyard.
Talke much and erre much, saies the Spanyard.
Praise a hill, but keepe below.
Praise a hill, but keepe below.
When the tree is fallen, all goe with their hatchet.
When the tree is fallen, all goe with their hatchet.
