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He that once hitts, is ever bending.
He that once hitts, is ever bending.
Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be read more
Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be believed,
The other never read.
None is offended but by himselfe.
None is offended but by himselfe.
A fair day in winter is the mother of a storme.
A fair day in winter is the mother of a storme.
Such a Saint, such an offering.
Such a Saint, such an offering.
A sly piece of good luck, which nobody knows of is delightful.
A sly piece of good luck, which nobody knows of is delightful.
A wise man does nothing by constraint.
A wise man does nothing by constraint.
He carries a stone in one hand, and offers bread with the other.
[Lat., Altera manu fert lapidem, altera read more
He carries a stone in one hand, and offers bread with the other.
[Lat., Altera manu fert lapidem, altera panem ostentat.]
My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.
My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.
