Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She read more

Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She hates the smell of roses!

Fieldes have eies and woodes have eares.

Fieldes have eies and woodes have eares.

We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.

We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.

Reckon right, and February hath one and thirty daies.

Reckon right, and February hath one and thirty daies.

There is more talke then trouble.

There is more talke then trouble.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every read more

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.

A golden key can open any door.

A golden key can open any door.

The way is an ill neighbour.

The way is an ill neighbour.

The noise is greater then the nuts.

The noise is greater then the nuts.