It's a proud horse that will not carry his owne provender.

It's a proud horse that will not carry his owne provender.

Hence ye profane; I hate ye all;
Both the great vulgar, and the small.

Hence ye profane; I hate ye all;
Both the great vulgar, and the small.

Happy is he who can trace effects to their causes.

Happy is he who can trace effects to their causes.

Many a smale maketh a grate.

Many a smale maketh a grate.

The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.

The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.

I'll put a spoke among your wheels.

I'll put a spoke among your wheels.

The net is not spread for the hawk or the kite.

The net is not spread for the hawk or the kite.

Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.

Beat all your feathers as flat as pancakes.

This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.

This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.