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.

But pleasures are like poppies spread:
You seize the flower,--its bloom is shed.

But pleasures are like poppies spread:
You seize the flower,--its bloom is shed.

Nothing is so swift as calumny, nothing is more easily
propagated, nothing more readily credited, nothing more widely
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Nothing is so swift as calumny, nothing is more easily
propagated, nothing more readily credited, nothing more widely
circulated.

Nothing can come of nothing.

Nothing can come of nothing.

Shoemaker, stick to your last.
[Lat., Ne supra crepidam judicaret.]

Shoemaker, stick to your last.
[Lat., Ne supra crepidam judicaret.]

For whom the Lord liveth he correcteth.

For whom the Lord liveth he correcteth.

The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.

The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.

He that repeateth a matter separateth very friends.

He that repeateth a matter separateth very friends.

Despise not sweet inviting love-making nor the merry dance.

Despise not sweet inviting love-making nor the merry dance.