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He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
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He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.
A sword laid by,
Which eats into itself, and rusts ingloriously.
A sword laid by,
Which eats into itself, and rusts ingloriously.
He was a man
Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven
To serve the devil read more
He was a man
Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven
To serve the devil in.
But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
Could penetrate read more
But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire.
He puls with a long rope, that waits for anothers death.
He puls with a long rope, that waits for anothers death.
The hair that covers the wit is more than the wit, for the
greater hides the less.
The hair that covers the wit is more than the wit, for the
greater hides the less.
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
The wind in ones face makes one wise.
The wind in ones face makes one wise.
